A Past Gone Mad by The Fall Lyrics

Serial killers were always a bore in my book
Along with Spangles and soccer books
Rid us of old fogeys
Scuttling and swerving over the roads
Comma
Kids in pubs
Passable

Why is Pete Gabriel always following us?
And before the grub comes a moralist
Dissonance of infotainment

A past gone mad!
Alive and well, he is on all channels
(Kiki Dee)
Dwelling in craven environment

If I ever end up like Ian McShane* slit my throat with a kitchen tool
And if I ever end up like U2 slit my throat with a garden vegetable

A past gone mad
Passable
Take a look back
Rear-view mirror: it's all behind you

A present gone mad
Tra-tra-la, follow, track that lava
Past, present gone mad
Passable
A past gone mad