Eyes down on the petrol cloud
Morning to the queues
Christ's arrived on the sports pages
Zen in the market news
You're bleeding the flash lane dry
Day after day
Your sunny mountain climbed
Your morning all in chains

Take a dive on the squalor pile
Underworld cut loose
Underloved to underfed
A spiral to a fuse
The teenage needles rise
Like a kiss
Your planet's pleasure gained
In the thrill of emptiness

You want to live
You know you do
That other landscape
Where the river runs through
That other landscape
Put me in touch
That other landscape
Need it so much