(DickSimmondsBoultUsher)



I watch the TV every night,

I stay awake by satellite,

I hope and pray the nightmares,

Stay away today.



An oily shroud on a coral reef,

A black cloud's hanging over me.

When I hit on the remote,

The programmes stay the same.

Credo, credo, credo, credo.



An assegai slick with sweat and blood,

A shotgun barks at a rabid dog,

A shallow grave hugs a highway,

Beneath a bleaching sun.



chorus:

Credo, credo, credo, credo,

It don't mean nothin'; it don't mean nothin'

It don't mean nothin'; it don't mean nothin' to me.



When cancer sucks a young girl's breast.

When a company chains a young man's soul

When the coal dust stole

My grandad's breath away.



(chorus)



A tattered tramp tacks a windy wynd,

To close a crowded circle a brazier's light,

A man becomes a mountain, in the falling snow.

A mother screams and a baby cries.

The memory gone before the blood has dried.

A needle pricks the conscience,

To help it fade away.



(chorus)



The more you scream, the less you hear,

Or that's how it used to be.

But I just can't tell the difference

Anymore these days.

The open lips of an alter[1] boy,

A planet spins in a silent void,

The options are ever fewer

On the ground these days



(chorus)





[1] sic. Is this supposed to be altar? This is how it appears on the lyric sheet.