Rupert Hine Psycho-Surrender Lyrics
            She stroked the telephone
            She touched the radio
            She felt the magazine
            She couldn't even scream
            The cinema was far too far
            Women sick of slimming
            Eat the pills of living
        
            Boredom, boredom, boredom
            Psycho surrender
            Boredom, boredom, boredom
            Boredom, boredom, boredom
            Psycho surrender
            Boredom, boredom, boredom
            And nothing seems important
            In the corner with the wardens
            Nothing happens and nothing shines
            And no one minds
        
            He locked another room
            He threw away the key
            No one would ever know
            A siren in the crowd
            Drowned every sound for miles and miles
            Big men from the bottom
            In a trap that's rotten
        
            Boredom... (etc)
        
            You've got a room
            And nowhere else to go
            A trouble maker then
            But looking at her now
            No one would ever know
            An understanding once
            Fast and easy
            Turned out just the same
            To slow and crazy
        
            Boredom (etc)
        
            (solo)
        
            Boredom (etc)
        
            No winters
            No windows
            No winners
            No view
            No you to
            Remind me of
            Things I should do...
        
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