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MADNESS RADIO INTERVIEWS VARA ADAMS.
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ALBUM
Please download all of the available tracks below. They are in mp3 format so you can listen to them using any mp3 player.
| SONG TITLE | DOWNLOAD | LYRICS |
1. Nameless |
Nameless.mp3 (2.8 MB) |
Nameless |
2. Panacea
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Panacea.mp3 (3.0 MB) |
Panacea |
3. Trees |
Trees.mp3 (2.6 MB) |
Trees |
| 4. Psychapathy | Not yet recorded | |
| 5. Disorder | Not yet recorded | |
| 6. Until Death | Not yet recorded | |
LYRICS
Nameless
You are nameless, don’t care who you are
Just a few ticked boxes and you're on our list
You think I’m singing about some fascist regime
But no I’m mouthing off about psychiatry
You’re thinking state-sanctioned prisons at Guantanamo Bay
I’m thinking locked up for twenty years and classed ‘insane’
You think it's okay if she's proven mad?
Did you know they'll electrocute her just for being too sad?
CHORUS
You are nameless, don’t care who you are
Just a few ticked boxes and you’re on our list
You are nameless, don’t care who you are
A few more ticked boxes and you don’t exist
You’re thinking safe happy meds for the mentally ill
I’m thinking home-based prisons governed by a pill
You don't know what goes on, you don't really care
You might one day if it's your arse in there
You think it's okay 'cos she's proven mad?
Did you know they'll electrocute her just for being too sad?
CHORUS
Money fights with itself
Studies compete for space
Bias, vested interest
Pharmacologicless
You keep taking our drugs
We’ll keep raping your soul
Our drugs are your new god
Existential nightmare
Believe what we say
We know what’s best
You are insane
We’ll do the rest
The philosophers muse if no one’s there to hear the tree that falls it may not make a sound
But I heard on the news you hanged yourself with no one there to hear except the trees -- did they hear you?
When you were a little girl
The other kids would push you, make you cry then laugh
When you grew a little older
Things began to look a little bleaker, doctors came said they could treat you
CHORUS
Sometimes things seem right but they don’t work out
Theory may be perfect but it’s wrong
One day we will open up our minds
And our trees will be heard
Doctor saw you in his rooms
Minutes later gave you pills to make you smile
Few months later cut your wrist
Checked you on the ward and gave you shock, then locked you up for your own good
CHORUS
The philosophers muse if no one’s there to hear the tree that falls it may not make a sound
Though the rest of the world may close their eyes, let those who seek to change their thinking come to you
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