Various Times (Mr Pickwick’s, Liverpool, UK, 1978‐08‐22) Songtext
von The Fall

Alright we′re going to go back
to 1940
No money
And I live in Berlin
I think I'll join up
Become a camp guard
No war for me
An old Jew′s face dripping red

I hate the prisoners
I hate the officers
There's no fight
I think I'll join,
The red rose,
Leave Belsen
I′ll go to Switzerland
A human resistor
Don′t think, ask him


I don't like them
said Ian
in his black-out threats
I think I′ll drop out
Become a no-man
And live my rules
But I'm the sort that gets
out of the bath with a dirty face

Everyone I meet′s the same now
No brains or thought
A good case for the systems we like - we get
Human race
Various times
Don't think, ask him

1980
Black windows
And smokey holes
My head is full of lead
And the beer is so weak
Since they got rid of time around here


Dr. Doom fresh from Salem
And the witch trials
The Lathe of Heaven
Time mistaken
Three places at once
Human race
Don′t think, ask him
Ask him
Ask him