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I saw him through a room-spin I was tired enough to faint

Carrying a chessboard like some old Romanian saint

I said: hey good looking, whatcha got cooking?

He said: nothing you want to try

Just a bunch rinkey-dinks who like expensive foreign drinks

And you’ve got other fish to fry

Look over there: the men dividing up the countryside

They got authority, they got a college degree

They got machinery, they got a pretty big job to do

They got instructions and they don’t want to bother 'bout me

No I’m standing here in the middle of the country

Trying to figure out about the next move sideways

I read the papers I know they want to make a new road

To keep the trucks and the inter-city travellers out

Protect the little towns and Victorian buildings

That’s where the money is and they don’t want to spread it about

I hear the sounds of the work going on the highway

I smell the diesel in the air; it lets me know I’m alive

There goes the busstop, guess everybody’s got a motorcar

There goes the mailman, your letters never arrive

What do you do when «potential» is your favourite word

And then the bus leaves you at the next move sideways?

I have a new home, I’m getting pushed a thousand different ways

You said you never bruise, but you could disappear

I have the same old dreams: I to walk them round the streets at night

I think you’d be surprised how many times you appear

Smoking on the bridge like a tourist by the Houses Of Parliament

I’m feeling done-for, I’m feeling sick in my heart

They took the floor away and they divided up the countryside

And we watch telly while they’re pulling everything apart

They got a blueprint up there in the government

They calling going forward, it’s the next move sideways

Next move sideways

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