somebody told me that i'd always have to bow

if that was true we would've fallen apart by now

the more you think the less you hand away

so can you hear this

its the fake sound of progress......

never reason with a fool

but is that unkind

looks like i've lost my mind once again

i know it all sounds so contrived

but it's got to me

you know i've got to be more than this

dont fret dont scorn

cos i walk a different street to you

you look so worn

i bet the life has got you blown-nobody

will ever get to me

somebody told me that i'd always have to bow

if that was true we would've fallen apart by now

the more you think the less you hand away

so can you hear this

its the fake sound of progress......

and i feel the way you hold

hold me back from this

chances that i've missed

now they're gone

apathy is all i sense, the feeling's too intense

sitting on the fence, cant decide

dont fret dont scorn

cos i walk a different street to you

you look so worn

i bet the life has got you blown-nobody

will ever get to me

all these words i accounted for

never fear another day

all these choices i need more

make me take-away

tell me now can you hear the sound

of all these people fallnig down

going back into the ground

make me smile again

tell me now can you hear the sound

of records spinning round and round

on and on it seems like the same

old song that i keep singing

it sounds like

dadadadadadada

somebody told me that i'd always have to bow

if that was true we would've fallen apart by now

the more you think the less you hand away

so can you hear this

its the fake sound of progress