Tytuł: New Boy

• Wykonawca: Subhumans
• Wyświetleń: 289

In the lounge of class distinction
  Rank and number neatly sprawled
  In the luxury of income
  Sat the new boy feeling cold
  
  Sat there thinking "Where's the toilet?"
  Dropped his cigarettes and coughed
  Waiting for a chance to pick them up -
  That's when the lights went off
  
  Sat there thinking it was funny
  Fears subsiding with the lighting
  "Turned the lights on" someone shouted
  Found himself alone and smiling
  Shattered by his own deception
  He looked round for helpful clues
  Men in suits and glaring glasses
  Calmly watched him look confused
  
  Carpet silence stifled whispers
  When did something mean so much?
  Just the emptiness of silence
  Just the feelings, not the touch
  
  Nervous words of introduction
  To the instant silent stares
  Felt as if he wasn't wanted
  And finally he wasn't there
  
  Then he wished that he was back
  To somehow make the silence crack
  Concluded, like we all have done
  Some people make you feel no-one