Someone up there really likes me

They've given me the sight of ninety

They've given me the strength of wonder

To get out of the shit (I'm under)

Tuned the sense of fact or fiction

Cram the truth like an addiction

Face to face with muso zeros

Hide they shyly 'hind their ego

(Stop and wait, stop and wait, stop and wait, stop and wait)

We could be anywhere, but you choose and bear

All the traits (of) the past (so) you act (like) you never take a shit

(Fuck) it up, (shake) it down (so) you feel in deep? In need?

Inglorious, well take a back stance

Shake your face and buckle your pants

Wake and see, you're young and free and boring us

Inglorious, twenty month lease

Anger fuelled on the justice of peers

Don't cry pain, you’ll make no change, it's obvious

Inglorious

Making a name from constant bitching

Selling fame? Your public's listening

Remember when you loved your rock stars?

Were they just as weak (As you are?)

Someone out there buys your vision

Carries on your blank tradition

Weaker men find weaker heroes

A weaker generation follows

(Stop and wait, stop and wait, stop and wait, stop and wait)

We could be anywhere, where the future shares

Something fair, (some)thing good

(Some)thing better (than) the eighties ever set

(Not) for cash, (that) will come when the work is done, intrigued?

Inglorious, well take a back stance

Shake your face and buckle your pants

Wake and see, you're young and free and boring us

Inglorious, so make a few steps

Scare the wind out of A&R reps

Sex and sin with songs that sting in all of us

Inglorious

Go!

Sell it all in an image, cute and sweet

All the girls wanna mother you to sleep

Still I can hear your bullshit

Still I can hear it all... all... all

Who will catch you when you fall? Pose

(Stop and wait, stop and wait, stop and wait, stop and wait)

You could be anywhere, but you choose and bear

So you quit, (not) the first, (not) the last

(There've) been losers in the past

(You) exist (in) an ever-growing list of dead, inbred

Inglorious, well take a back stance

Take your place and buckle your pants

Wake and see, you're young and free and boring us

Inglorious, well maybe it's you?

Music's all that'll ever get through

People tire so quickly of the glamorous

Inglorious

Inglorious