Start the Riot! - Atari Teenage Riot

Falling down by the way-side she’s afraid to touch anything, Afraid it’ll turn

to stone like everything else has in her life

She can see past the manufacturing dump, she can see through walls.

She can persuade the entire lunch room to walk out on strike

But they always come back to work the next day on the dot, 7am she knows what

ails them

Her friends know her so well, they’ve lost all their sympathy.

Her old

boyfriend’s always hanging around stealing her identity

They set the stage to hide, She can’t stand on it.

She can fly a knife around

the room, she can smash the glass

She can’t stand on the stage.

She can’t stand on the stage

She can’t stand the stage.

She can set the stage but she can’t stand on it

They must be burn no plane for fuel like the sea man planned today,

that’s the reason why the sky’s all the colours in the rainbow

She says «Oh no, not another band» she thinks its to late to take up the bass,

stare in to the jaded face

Oh, colour co-ordinated Doc Marten shoes, Doc Marten hair, plaid combination

Commercials make her mad, commercials make her really mad.

Commercials are

little funerals for every lost

They set the stage to hide, She can’t stand on it.

She can fly a knife around

the room, she can smash the glass

She can’t stand on the stage.

She can’t stand the stage

She can’t stand on the stage.

She can’t stand the stage.

She can smash the

glass, but she can’t stand on it