The Return Of Alex

In a world designed by the men in grey
who decide how we live and breathe,
there's a masterplan for the company man
from the cradle to the company grave.

They thought that you'd be happy
with your place in the national scheme
and your carefully measured freedom
to conform to the corporate dream.

But there's a virus in the software here
that shows like a cancer trace.
When you thought it was safe to relax,
it's back right in your face.

Hey, here comes Alex -
and there's nowhere left for you to go.
Hey, here comes Alex -
yes it's true, your darkest nightmare, horrorshow.

There's something here can't be denied
to satisfy their greed,
if they say we don't care what you want
'cause we know what you need.

As history will repeat itself
and hate on violence feeds,
in every man a darker side
just waiting to be freed.

Hey, here comes Alex -
and there's nowhere left for you to go.
Hey, here comes Alex -
yes it's true, your darkest nightmare, horrorshow.

So you watch the meters ridin
and the silent pressure grows,
the hate inside is rising,
the one you've always known.

When the time is passed for talking
and you've stepped across that line,
I will return - vengeance will be mine.

Hey, here comes Alex -
and there's nowhere left for you to go.
Hey, here comes Alex -
yes it's true, your darkest nightmare, horrorshow.
Hey, here comes Alex -
and there's nowhere left for you to go.

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