Areas Songtext
von Simon Carter

You start fires with hands impossibly red
A contemporary cur out of context and out of step
Double standards unfold like flowers in the morning sun
You make up your meanings and run, run, bloody well run
All through those misty veils


Drawn by the lead lines
Do I have to explain that areas (Areas)
Sometimes they′re meant to be grey?
Do areas (Areas)
Make you hold that brilliant thought in space?

That heretical voodoo that got us into trouble in the first place
You're a weapon of shame

In command of the landslide
I shouldn′t have to explain that areas (Areas)
Sometimes they're meant to be grey
Areas (Areas)