I've got no religion, I've got no philosophy Got a head full of ideas and words that don't seem to belong to me You may be joking but I don't get the gag I sense the future but time seems to drag No time for this kind of love No flag waving high above No sign for the dark place that I live No God for the damn that I don't give ♪ I've got no illusions, I've had no epiphany Why should anybody listen to me She said, "I'm tearing up the sheets that your love letters stained" "All of your magic powers have drained" No time for this kind of love No flag waving high above No sign for the dark place that I live No God for the damn that I don't give ♪ Here's a line in the sand, a word or two in the aftermath I'm an arrow that shoots up and down on an advertising graph I could write you verses and recite more than one But they're not worth the paper that they're written on No time for this kind of love No flag waving high above No sign for the dark place that I live No God for the damn that I don't give ♪ We want everything and we don't want to share Outer space for the faces we fear Look in them go and see who I used to be Made out of plastic in a factory No flag ♪ No flag