God you must have some balls
To open your mouth at all
There's nothing happening
Around this scene you're in
And when did you get so safe?
Must be the last resort
To crash before you're caught
All you pretty mid-town boys
Pumping designer noise
And when did you get so safe?

Oh those veiled love songs that you play
Have you really got nothing better to say?
And when did you get so safe?
Tell me when did you get so safe?

This is the reckoning,
This is the mess we're in
Your half smoked cigarette's
As risqué as you can get
And when did you get so safe?
Yeah you're all outlaws then
Mavericks in Mercedes Benz
A smile before you go
It's revolution's fashion show
And when did you get so safe?

Oh those veiled love songs that you play
Have you really got nothing better to say?
And when did you get so safe?
Tell me when did you get so safe?
Tell me when did you get so safe?

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Writer(s): THEA GILMORE