Surf Gear in Idaho by The Jazz Butcher Lyrics
In the Duma
In the Pentagon
In Westminster
And the Vatican
You raise your hand
To govern us
You raise your hand
You make a fuss
You raise your hand
You miss the bus
It's got to be the devil's work
I can't prove that the ark of the covenant
Isn't going to pull you through
And I can't prove to you that your government
Will never lay it's hands on you
If I could help I'd bend your spine
Until you believed that it was going to break
If I could help I'd watch the skies
For what it is that I'm supposed to do
Broken and winded
The people go to work
Choked and divided
They do your business
There'll be a hanging
When they catch up with you
There'll be a hanging
Before they get through
There'll be a hanging
And yes I do mean you
And hanging is the Devil's work
And I'm still looking
For a civilised way
To talk with you
Oh here I go, still looking
For a civilised way
Not getting through
And then a strong man comes
And he's done his sums
And he gives us free TV
To watch the executions
'cos everyone loves a show
At the end of the world there's a light
It's God's sidecar
Hear the people's voice
He's the people's choice
He's a hero (x3)
It's the people's fight
And it's the people's right
He's a hero
It's the people's wall
And it ain't about to fall
He's a hero
We need a strong man's hand
We need a North/Quayle ticket
We need Edelstein and Haider
( Edelstein is the real name of Vladimir Zlirinovsky. Georg Haider is a nasty Austrian yuppie facist politician. )
Just like we need
Surf Gear in Idaho (repeat)
In the Pentagon
In Westminster
And the Vatican
You raise your hand
To govern us
You raise your hand
You make a fuss
You raise your hand
You miss the bus
It's got to be the devil's work
I can't prove that the ark of the covenant
Isn't going to pull you through
And I can't prove to you that your government
Will never lay it's hands on you
If I could help I'd bend your spine
Until you believed that it was going to break
If I could help I'd watch the skies
For what it is that I'm supposed to do
Broken and winded
The people go to work
Choked and divided
They do your business
There'll be a hanging
When they catch up with you
There'll be a hanging
Before they get through
There'll be a hanging
And yes I do mean you
And hanging is the Devil's work
And I'm still looking
For a civilised way
To talk with you
Oh here I go, still looking
For a civilised way
Not getting through
And then a strong man comes
And he's done his sums
And he gives us free TV
To watch the executions
'cos everyone loves a show
At the end of the world there's a light
It's God's sidecar
Hear the people's voice
He's the people's choice
He's a hero (x3)
It's the people's fight
And it's the people's right
He's a hero
It's the people's wall
And it ain't about to fall
He's a hero
We need a strong man's hand
We need a North/Quayle ticket
We need Edelstein and Haider
( Edelstein is the real name of Vladimir Zlirinovsky. Georg Haider is a nasty Austrian yuppie facist politician. )
Just like we need
Surf Gear in Idaho (repeat)