Chorus

There’s a kind of difference that’s kind of the same
When idols turn to people its kind of a shame
What’s in a thought is what’s in a name
Programs are dealt and taught by frame
There’s a kind of difference that’s kind of the same
When idols turn to people its kind of a shame
It’s either in the gutter or the royalty of fame
As we sift through the clutter for the loyalty of blame


Verse 1

It’s not like real life, more like a cartoon
In a midmorning midnight midday afternoon
If you keep really still it’ll be over the moon
There’s no future with the fork and the spoon

Call him Dr Panic and take it in stride
Benefits benchmarked to bombard the bona fide
Broken vows disintegrate with oxide
I tend to play a game of keep it on the inside

You only go as far as the people you know
Its I'm friends with him and he’s friends with so and so
They smile, they laugh and say how does your name go?
With all the sincerity of a television game show

A wise person said that perception is reality
Cheerfully coagulate cleverly with clarity
We control the media, the government and the insanity
whoever controls that is bound to control humanity

Chorus

There’s a kind of difference that’s kind of the same
When idols turn to people its kind of a shame
What’s in a thought is what’s in a name
Programs are dealt and taught by frame
There’s a kind of difference that’s kind of the same
When idols turn to people its kind of a shame
It’s either in the gutter or the royalty of fame
As we sift through the clutter for the loyalty of blame

Verse 2

Darwinian Man, though well-behaved
Is only at best a monkey shaved
I sit with a straight back, it’s the one we’ve craved
Replicas or replicants to the young we’ve saved

Unloved unwanted unbroken unneeded
Unsung Outlaws Cautions are unheeded
In a former life I was a professional unseeded
In a chalk and cheese lifestyle cinephile’s impeded

It’s the great white hype, black marks round our eyes
I hate the night light, watermarks and the sound of lies
If you think you know what were saying I’ll summarise
Reinduce rhetoric to reinduct recyclise

Our biggest tribute? We were abnormal at school
Tr!p was the reluctant recipient of ridicule
I was a flagrant philistine fool
And always wanted that nerd type of cool

Chorus

There’s a kind of difference that’s kind of the same
When idols turn to people its kind of a shame
What’s in a thought is what’s in a name
Programs are dealt and taught by frame
There’s a kind of difference that’s kind of the same
When idols turn to people its kind of a shame
It’s either in the gutter or the royalty of fame
As we sift through the clutter for the loyalty of blame

Verse 3

Never before and never again
He says what as I say when
Running around like a pig in a pen
The stunning sound of mice and men

I think on buses and sing to remain inspired
The on and off switch has never been required
Never become popular and never be admired,
Were an acquired taste or a taste that you’ve acquired

return the one hit wonder can you figure what it means
To come out of your nightmares and into your dreams
In whose spirit the search for truth it seems
People who cant function go to the extremes

I say how and Tr!p says why
Parachute the pestilence persevere preoccupy
This is the game we play do you sit there and sigh?
(Your power’s running out its about to die)

Chorus

There’s a kind of difference that’s kind of the same
When idols turn to people its kind of a shame
What’s in a thought is what’s in a name
Programs are dealt and taught by frame
There’s a kind of difference that’s kind of the same
When idols turn to people its kind of a shame
It’s either in the gutter or the royalty of fame
As we sift through the clutter for the loyalty of blame