lyrics
We used to walk this land every day
Just taking what we need and giving the rest away
But now it’s different, no, it’s not the same
Cos hope and ambition is washing us astray
Magazine dreams, magazine dreams
Messing me up, getting me down
Magazine dreams, these magazine dreams
So unreal, unnatural
We went to our neighbours place after school
Playing together in the streets, playing like fools
Now we’re all separate and acting cool
Too many fears inside, too many rules
Magazine dreams, magazine dreams
Messing me up, getting me down
Magazine dreams, these magazine dreams
So unreal, unnatural
I would like to buy a copy of this paper magazine
I don’t care about what it cost to make this magazine
So take my photograph to put inside your magazine
And if I don’t look good enough to be featured in your...
Magazine, I’ll lie, I’ll cry, I’ll die
There has to be some place where nobody cares
If you look like a magazine, Lord take me there
Cos we buy and sell and lie until free becomes unfair
We rape and pillage everything just for our wares
With magazine dreams, magazine dreams
Messing us up, getting us down
Magazine dreams, these magazine dreams
So unreal, unnatural
credits
from
Culture Is Your Cult,
released October 16, 2017
Music and Lyrics by Jono.
Jono: Main Vocal, Acoustic Guitars, Bass Guitar, Synth, Wine Glasses, Drums, Percussion.
Mike Sammeroff: Backing Vocals.
Graham Naismith: Electric Guitars.
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