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...