Somewhere out in that god-forsaken night Time was running out for you And as I dropped exhausted into bed The global atmospherics carried news: I'd been out too long Too tired to turn the radio on All I wanted was some sleep... Now listen - I'm not one for worshipping the past It's deceitful and plays tricks upon the mind But to ignore it would be just as bad As pretending there's no nose between your eyes: I awoke to the phone "Good start to the day" I moaned as I got out of bed I stood in the freezing cold Listening to your solemn tone As you told me he was dead I felt like screaming, I felt like losing control Adrenalin rushed from my head to my toes I had a feeling as the tears poured out - A tingling sensation crept over my scalp I read the newspapers, those bastions of lies And wondered how much of it was true 'Cos in the past they seemed to take delight In writing loads of rubbish about you Soon they'll advertise shoddy products and merchandise The final fortunes of fame Imagine you've no privacy throughout your waking life Every careless word and rash remark held upwards to the light Every moment, every posture, every smile and every turn Is documented carefully for the world Whilst in the F.B.I. a dossier has come to light Its existence is finally proved Watch the ones who spat in his face Bend over backwards to say he was great - They've turned the final screw I felt like screaming, I felt like losing control Adrenalin rushed from my head to my toes I had a feeling as the tears poured out - A tingling sensation crept over my scalp Screaming, screaming, screaming Screaming, screaming, screaming How can you mourn for a single man When thousands die every day? Well - a powerful voice for human rights Has been stopped from having its say...