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Phase 3 - Turning Blue

i) Turning Blue
ii) The Seemingly Unstoppable Rise of the Superbug.
iii) I Got To Get Myself Out Of This Position.
iv) I Used To Know

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Turning Blue

This is a poem about education.
I take it that we're all educated here
And we all know what it involves...

People were stupid but we're alright now
We got the right way to do it
And we're showing you how
Just put the peg here and pay the man there
Don't move too far, don't get in our hair
Real fine perception, we see the way clear
We tolerate abuse, but the price is dear
We make all decisions, but we make them for you
Release my grip? Why? Your face is turning such a pretty shade of blue.

(Featuring Nod the Mad Geordie Poet - vocals performed at Newcastle University Students Union, 1982)

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The Seemingly Unstoppable Rise of the Superbug.

3
I got to get myself out of this position.

I've come down from the violet skies to save the day
I'm about to reveal the tales of your life

4
I used to know

I used to know the reason, I knew the reason why.
I could turn my eyes to heaven, and I knew that I could fly.
And all the people round me were such an easy touch.
I took just what I needed, but I never needed much.

I used to be an angel, my father was well pleased.
I played my part in society, I made my monthly fees.
But now I'm at the peak of a professional career,
I looked into the mirror and then I knew what I had to fear.

I ran towards the border, but the soldiers pinned me down.
I waited till the evening and then I made it back to town.
My friends were celebrating, but I could not face a drink.
I said goodbye and I knew why the world was on the brink!

I met a girl I used to know, she tried to touch my face.
She'd heard the rumour long before, but she kept up her pace.
Her family was in Limbo, and her lover in Kathmandu.
She told me she could see me, but I never wanted to.

I drove a hundred miles down a dusty country track,
I saw the trucks and tankers running full and empty back.
And all the people praying on the hillside in the sun.
I heard a voice on the airwaves - it said 'YOU'RE WORK HAS JUST BEGUN!'

I used to know the reason, I knew the reason why.
I could turn my eyes to heaven, and I knew that I could fly.
And all the people round me were such an easy touch.
I took just what I needed, but you know I never needed much.