Alba s touto skladbou:
My Pussy Belongs To Daddy,
All Mod Cons,
When I’m in the crowd, I don’t see anything
My mind goes a blank, in the humid sunshine
When I’m in the crowd I don’t see anything
I fall into a trance, at the supermarket
The noise flows me along, as I catch falling cans
Of baked beans on toast, technology is the most.
And everyone seems just like me,
They struggle hard to set themselves free
And their waiting for the change
When I’m in the crowd, I can’t remember my name
And my only link is a pint of wall’s ice cream
When I’m in the crowd - I don’t see anything
Sometimes I think that it’s a plot,
An equilibrium melting pot
The government sponsors underhand
When I’m in the crowd
When I’m in the crowd
When I’m in the crowd
And everyone seems that they’re acting a dream
’cause they’re just not thinking about each other
And they’re taking orders, which are media spawned
And they should know better, now you have been warned
And don’t forget you saw it here first
When I’m in the crowd
When I’m in the crowd
When I’m in the crowd
And life just simply moves along
In simple houses, simple jobs
And no ones wanting for the change
When I’m in the crowd
When I’m in the crowd
When I’m in the crowd
