UNIT Kings Cross

I wrote this for The Apostles in 1984. They wrecked it (as usual). We recorded it again for the album Fast Clean Cheap and I consider this the definitive rendition. However, Keilan decided it might sound effective in a hardcore punk idiom. I remain to be convinced although it does possess a frantic, nervous energy that contrasts with the plangent despair of the text. This is featured on our album Der Kunst Ihre Freiheit.

Standing alone at half past ten,
you feel rejected now and then;
outside the station in the pouring rain,
that feeling hits you once again.
Nobody knows you. Nobody knows you are alive.

You squat in Kings Cross, a razor in your hand,
for your parents refuse to understand.
Your face is bleeding, your eyes are full of tears;
confronted by your hopes and fears.
Nobody knows you. Nobody knows you are alive.

Your life is limited, there’s little you can do,
as you care what other people think of you.
You’re isolated from people you have known;
is that why you are so alone?
Nobody knows you. Nobody knows you are alive.

Remember your mother and father and how they cried –
does it hurt you when you realise how they lied?
So now it hits you they would not miss you
if alone tonight you died.
Nobody knows you. Nobody knows you are alive.

Andy Martin – Vocals, Hammond Organ.
Keilan Knight – Guitar.
Fabian Fritze – Bass Guitar.
Colin Murrell – Drums.

Text & Music – Andy Martin.
Arrangement – Keilan Knight.

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