Belong Nowhere Lyrics - Fatima Mansions

No dates to miss, no home to phone 

No face to kiss, no good alone 

No family, no history, a permenant delinquency 

No will to smile, no room to cry 

No time to think 

Just watch, don't flinch 

Why yes, that's you in your millionth clinch 

You murder every time you blink 

Some flee disasters for their lives 

You flee the spawn of grubby lies 

At one with graveyard dust and shipyard rust 

Too loose to trust 

You'll heal so much faster 

if your homeland is your master 

No dirt-cheap Adriatic sun 

No heart of gold back of the gun 

No deathcamps built for less than fun 

No white man's bond, no civilization 

No right to more than birth and death 

from the drivelling drones of the former west 

Their credo dead like Brezhnev's bones 

Their headless spears and special malnutrition zones 

No deathcamps here, I tell you 

Just grey convenience hell 

Ten civil wars unended 

'neath billboard signs which yell, 

"You need someone pretty 

Someone English and shifty......" 

CHORUS: 

Let the dirt cover all, cover all, cover all 

Let the dirt cover all 

For it's the mother of us all and our bed when we fall 

We belong nowhere 

And by the way, you're dirt! Dirt! You're dirt! 

Always know your worth 

as you roam this mirthless earth--You're dirt! Dirt! 

No sleep, the 'phone, god knows what time 

Just a wordless click on the end of the line 

and a thud at the door out back in the dark 

as some wirehair creature spins 'round the yard 

Why do you run? Why do you hide? 

Why do you bruise and then decide? 

You didn't mean it, you didn't see 

Well, now you're run to rags and so is she 

You'll drink the Balkan brandy 

You will forget your name 

You will become a captain 

and you will lose all shame 

You need someone pretty 

Someone English and shifty--CHORUS 

Let the dirt cover all, cover all, cover all 

Let the dirt cover all 

From the veil to the shawl 

From the flirt to the brawl 

We belong nowhere