Vicious Rumours [3:43] - Special Forces, 1981
	You feel the knife stuck in your back
	You feel it twist and you hear it crack
	Can't make a sound for the sudden pain
	You wish your blood were Novocaine

	You see the smoke and you feel the flak
	You're burning up and you're turning black
	They say you fell and you hit your head
	Your other bun is Whitenbread

	Vicious rumours, paranoic fears
	Sonic boomers ringing in your ears
	All of this is getting normal now
	You'll never go back to your farming plough
	Vicious rumours

	You're right at home back at William's flat
	You heard a sound you turned and shot your cat
	Your hands are shaking, everybody sees
	And there's a rhythm drumming in your knees

	You return into a foreign night
	Inside you know something is just not right
	Sometimes you duck when you see your pet
	Canary turned into a Sabre jet

	Shocked consumer - you're just an average guy
	Swelling tumor pushing on your eye
	And now you know why all the headaches come
	And why you're getting progressively numb
	Vicious rumours

	I've been denied, debriefed, detuned
	Sometimes I howl right at the moon
	My family treats me gradually
	They know my volatility

	Vicious rumours, paranoic fears
	Sonic boomers ringing in your ears
	And now I know why all the headaches come
	And why you're getting progressively numb
	Vicious rumours

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	[Fade into..]

	Who do you think we are
	Who do you think we are
	Who do you think we are
	Who do you think we are
	Who do you think we are
	We don't care
	We don't care


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