Sell, Sell, Sell David Gray

I beg to differ
To break the chain
To draw a line right through tomorrow
And cancel every claim
I've seen reflections beneath my skin
And drums beating for battle
In the eyes of children

And turning it over
Right down
Where the eye don't see no colour
Where the war don't make a sound
Ice on the shoulder
Noel
Praise the lord above
And sell, sell, sell

Oh violent flowers
You fill the screen
Betray your mother
And change your name
So tall and fickle
And blind as snow
Running headfirst for oblivion
Cause you've nowhere else to go