This is about Mr. Gorbachev's visit to Britain asking for money. EC saw John

Major & Gorbachev at the opera (Cinderella) in London one night. -NME Feb-94]



"What is your destiny?" the policewoman said

The word that she wanted was 'destination' I'm afraid

This is your future, but this is your fate

Yeah, you're obsolete and they can't afford to educate you



In his bedtime -???- jersey ???

Bringing up some fantasy talk

Give me strength or give me mercy

Life intimidates art



Chorus:

Give me strength or give me mercy

Don't let me lose heart

>From [breach/rich/rage?] to anesthesia ???

20% amnesia



Well you pass out on the sofa

Just as you're spotted by a drunken oaf

This is all your glorious country thinks of your life

Strip Jack naked with a Stanley knife



So the -???- went home again ???

'Cause she couldn't find forgiveness

They made a fist of the hand of friendship

That is only business



-chorus-



The wine you drank has never seen a grape

And now your sci-fi suit has lost its shape

But its a dangerous game that comedy plays

Sometimes it tells you the truth, sometimes it delays it



Think back, think back, if you still can

When the trompet sounded and the world began

Somebody said we must have won

So they started burying the bogie man



Mr. Gorbachev came cap in hand

>From a bankrupt land to a bankrupt land

Mr. Gorbachev and some other fellers

Were taken to a show called Cinderella

It wasn't an accident, it wasn't a mystery

It was calculated and the rest is history



You don't have to listen to me

That's the triumph of free will

There are promises to break

And dreams to kill



-chorus