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• Artiste: Subhumans
• Titre: New Boy
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In the lounge of class distinction Rank and number neatly sprawled In the luxury of income Sat the new boy feeling cold Sat there thinking "Where's the toilet?" Dropped his cigarettes and coughed Waiting for a chance to pick them up - That's when the lights went off Sat there thinking it was funny Fears subsiding with the lighting "Turned the lights on" someone shouted Found himself alone and smiling Shattered by his own deception He looked round for helpful clues Men in suits and glaring glasses Calmly watched him look confused Carpet silence stifled whispers When did something mean so much? Just the emptiness of silence Just the feelings, not the touch Nervous words of introduction To the instant silent stares Felt as if he wasn't wanted And finally he wasn't there Then he wished that he was back To somehow make the silence crack Concluded, like we all have done Some people make you feel no-one