Physical and Mental Short Circuit - Birth Control

Hey Mister Striver, you’re all alone

Down in the dark

Le jeu s’en fait et rien ne va plus now

Are you prepared

Prepared to leave your presence

It’s just a habit of convenience

To keep the old world turning

We mankind still are learning

It happened to Charlemagne

As well as Monsieur Charles De Gaulle

And it will happen to you

Don’t worry you are not alone

But if you are not willing

You’ll have to be, to be

Life’s a gallop when you play the game

It’s oppressing when you’re being screwed

Got to learn it, so we’ll tell you now

It’ll be the day to file you away

When somebody else meets your soul

Don’t be ashamed, you’re not to blame

It’s gonna come to all of us

See Mister Striver, seems quite upset

Just can’t believe

Oh what in hell is happening

It seems to be a strange thing

An icy voice had spoken

Out of the dark as black as pitch

Why should it be his turn now

Why him, why him, why to him