Across This Antheap - XTC

Soldiers, workers, slaves and farmers

Nurses, queens and drones

Wish they’d leave my head tonight

Let me rest my bones

A billion feet sound just like a billion drums

A bed is creaking as the new messiah comes

The cars are crashing and the bacon is hacked

The coffin’s lowered and the lunches get packed

Still segregating 'cause we insects are too proud

Doesn’t matter what colour of cat you are there’s no dogs allowed

And the screaming sky won’t let me sleep

The stars are laughing at us

As we crawl on and on across this antheap

War planes go over but no wages go 'round

A sign goes up to say hey we’re twin towned

The dough is rising but no bread will be baked

The fur is genuine but the orgasm’s faked

We’re spending millions to learn to speak porpoise

When human loneliness is still a deafening noise

And the screaming sky won’t let me sleep

The stars are laughing at us

As we crawl on and on across this antheap

Soldiers, workers, slaves and farmers

Nurses, queens and drones

Wish they’d leave my head tonight

And let me rest my bones

And all the world’s babies are crying still

While all the police cars harmonize with power drills

As jets and kettles form a chord with screeching gulls

Accompanied by truncheons keeping time on human skulls

And the screaming sky won’t let me sleep

The stars are laughing at us

As we crawl on and on past lovers who’ll leap

On and on past widows who’ll weep

On and on no more than skin deep

On and on across this antheap

On and on, on and on

On and on, on and on

On and on, on and on

On and on, on and on

On and on, on and on

On and on