Down in the valley, the industrial estate, He slaloms round beer cans in his escape. He never got nothing, in death even less. What'd you say? I bless. Do what we like, Go where we like, Happy to see it says nothing about us. Drive by the scene, Holding our breath. Relieved to see it says nothing about us. Down in the chambers of law there's a blueprint To make sadness invisible, suffering a figment. Rehabilitate some and just hide the rest, Now who's guilty? Confess. Do what we like Go about our lives Happy to see it says nothing about us. Read in the news Just shake our heads Happy to see it says nothing about us. He was alone Fell with a silence His mother did separate the whites from the violence Love on your own Reap what you've sown I can't believe that our trains didn't even slow down