hiddenmuse | How do I feel right now?

Don't move
Don't talk out of time
Don't think
Don't worry
Everything's just fine
Just fine
Don't grab
Don't clutch
Don't hope for too much
Don't breathe
Don't achieve
Or grieve without leave
Don't check
Just balance on the fence
Don't answer
Don't ask
Don't try and make sense
Don't whisper
Don't talk
Don't run if you can walk
Don't cheat, compete
Don't miss the one beat
Don't travel by train
Don't eat
Don't spill
Don't piss in the drain
Don't make a will
Don't fill out any forms
Don't compensate
Don't cower
Don't crawl
Don't come around late
Don't hover at the gate
Don't take it on board
Don't fall on your sword
Just play another chord
If you feel you're getting bored

I feel numb
I feel numb
Too much is not enough
I feel numb
Don't change your brand
Gimme what you got
Don't listen to the band
Gimme what I don't get
Don't gape
Don't ape
Don't change your shape
Gimme some more
Have another grape
Too much is not enough

I feel numb
Gimme some more
A piece of me, baby
I feel numb

Don't plead
Don't bridle
Don't shackle
Don't grind
Gimme what I don't get
Don't curve
Don't swerve
Gimme some more
I feel numb
Lie, die, serve
I feel numb
Don't theorize, realise, polarise
Gimme what you got
Chance, dance,dismiss, apologise
Gimme what I don't get
Gimme what you got
Too much is not enough

I feel numb
Don't spy
Don't lie
Don't try
Imply
Detain
Explain
Start again
I feel numb
I feel numb
Don't triumph
Don't coax
Don't cling
Don't hoax
Don't freak
Peak
Don't leak
Don't speak
I feel numb
I feel numb

Don't project
Don't connect
Protect
Don't expect
Suggest
I feel numb
Don't project
Don't connect
Protect
Don't expect
Suggest
I feel numb
Gimme what you got

Don't struggle
Don't jerk
Don't collar
Don't work
Don't wish
Don't fish
Gimme what I don't get
I feel numb
Don't teach
Don't reach
Gimme some more
I feel numb
To much is not enough
I feel numb
Gimme what you got
Don't borrow
Don't break
Don't fence
Gimme what I don't get
I feel numb
Don't steal
Don't pass
Don't press
Don't try
Don't feel
Gimme some more
I feel numb
Don't touch
Don't dive
Don't suffer
Don't rhyme
Don't fantasize
Don't rise
Don't lie
I feel numb

Don't project
Don't connect
Protect
I feel numb
Don't expect
Suggest
Don't project
Don't connect
Protect
I feel numb
Don't expect
Suggest
I feel numb

from U2's 1993 CD - Zooropa

These bastards stole their power from the victims of the Us v. Them years.
Wrecking all things virtuous and true.

The undermining social democratic downhill slide into abysmal
lost lamb off the precipice into the trickle down runoff pool.
They hypnotized the summer, nineteen seventy-nine.
Marched into the capital brooding duplicitous, wicked and able, media-ready, heartless, and labeled.
Super U.S. citizen, super achiever, mega ultra power dosing. Relax.

Defense, defense, defense, defense.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Ignoreland.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Ignoreland.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

The information nation took their clues from all the sound-bite gluttons.
Nineteen eighty, eighty-four, eighty-eight, ninety-two too, too.
How to be what you can be, jump jam junking your energies.
How to walk in dignity with throw-up on your shoes.

They amplified the autumn, nineteen seventy-nine.
Calculate the capital, up the republic my skinny ass.
T.V. tells a million lies. The papers terrified to report anything that isn't handed on a presidential spoon,
I'm just profoundly frustrated by all this. So, what to do, man.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Ignoreland.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Ignoreland.

If they weren't there we would have created them. Maybe, it's true,
but I'm resentful all the same. Someone's got to take the blame.

I know that this is vitriol. No solution, spleen-venting,
But I feel better having screamed; don't you?
They desecrated winter, nineteen seventy-nine.
Capital collateral. Brooding duplicitous, wicked and able, media-ready,
heartless, and labeled. Super U.S. citizen, super achiever, mega ultra power dosing. Relax.

Defense, defense, defense, defense.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Ignoreland.
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Ignoreland.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

"This is not a revolution, I did not do the revolution, thank you"

{From R.E.M.'s Automatic For The People, 1992}