(dick/simmonds/boult/usher)

I watch the tv every night,
I stay awake by satellite,
I hope and pray the nightmares,
Stay away today

An oily shroud on a coral reef,
A black cloud’s hanging over me
When I hit on the remote,
The programmes stay the same
Credo, credo, credo, credo

An assegai slick with sweat and blood,
A shotgun barks at a rabid dog,
A shallow grave hugs a highway,
Beneath a bleaching sun

Chorus:
Credo, credo, credo, credo,
It don’t mean nothin’; it don’t mean nothin’
It don’t mean nothin’; it don’t mean nothin’ to me

When cancer sucks a young girl’s breast
When a company chains a young man’s soul
When the coal dust stole
My grandad’s breath away

(chorus)

A tattered tramp tacks a windy wynd,
To close a crowded circle a brazier’s light,
A man becomes a mountain, in the falling snow
A mother screams and a baby cries
The memory gone before the blood has dried
A needle pricks the conscience,
To help it fade away

(chorus)

The more you scream, the less you hear,
Or that’s how it used to be
But I just can’t tell the difference
Anymore these days
The open lips of an alter[1] boy,
A planet spins in a silent void,
The options are ever fewer
On the ground these days

(chorus)

[1] sic is this supposed to be altar? this is how it appears on the lyric sheet