The Aftertaste Of Paradise - Carter The Unstoppable Sex Machine

He’d started talking to himself

His ma was dead

The first sign of madness, talking to yourself

Alarm bells should have

Been going off in his head

As clear as crystal he ignored the S.O.S

Gave a little whistle, made his last request

He tuned into his local commercial radio station

And listened to the spokesman for his generation

Who said, «Put your hands in the air like you just don’t care»

Put your hands in the air like you just don’t care

About anything or anybody

About love, hate, cruelty or pain

About football or music, the sun, the wind and the rain

It’s the after taste of paradise

It doesn’t pay to advertise

Part one in a two part pack of lies

A titillating, trivialized

Television fairy tale

By clever men with pony tails

All the trimmings and nothing else

Tom Cruise instead of Orson Welles

We owe you nothing say The Bells

Of Hollywood and Tunbridge Wells

Never mind the quality feel yourself

Slipping into mental health

I thank the Lord that I was blessed

With more than my share of bitterness

Because everything is fixed

It’s all done with mirrors and camera tricks

Miles and miles of cheesy smiles

In churches and cathedrals

Won’t feed the cold and needy child

And put an end to evil

It’s elementary my dear Watson

From the pistol and the smoke

The Jetsam and The Flotsam

Are the victims of a cruel and stupid joke

He turned off his radio

Looked at his newspaper

And he thought about truth

And he thought about lies and he thought about

Overcoats and paper planes

Homes for votes and shit for brains

Fascist bully boys and girls

From the ashes of a poison world

All the news that’s fit to print

In poison pen and tabloid ink

Tits and arse, bring back the birch

Then take the children off to church

Miles and miles of cheesy smiles

In churches and cathedrals

Won’t feed the cold and needy child

And put an end to evil

It’s elementary my dear Watson

From the pistol and the smoke

The Jetsam and The Flotsam

Are the victims of a cruel and stupid joke

He’d started talking to himself

His ma was dead