City Zen Radio 1990, 2000 Fm Lyrics - Pop Will Eat Itself

City Zen citizens walking past 

Head down heading for 

Nowhere fast 

Keeping ahead 

Keep business busy 

Making bizarre schemes 

To make us dizzy 

Now I don't know 

What's right or wrong 

I'm too rapped up 

In philosophical song 

But we can offer our guidance 

Proffer our suss 

A stepping stone to 

A collective consciousness 

No ID cards! No poll tax! 

When you score own goals 

You need new backs 

We've no time for brackets 

Or boxes or cages 

You're listening to 

The rock of ages 

Caught you on the dancefloor 

Trousers down! Dancing to the 

Ugliest sound around 

>From City Zen to the powers 

That be, you got 

T.R.O.U.B.L.E.