Polluted Alcohol Lyrics

I was comatosed
But I have to say
I don’t criticize no one
Every time I drank
I’d be nearly dead
From polluted alcohol

I was sick inside my skull
By the summer could not recall
Tell me if
And I would never mind
If I remembered why
Tell me that
So I can take a photograph
That never fades

Was I compromised
By a bottle saved?
I won’t criticize no one
‘Cos I don’t hear nothing around
But a strange kind of muffled sound

Hey child, it won’t leave us alone
But I can’t understand it all
There’s wonder on the faces
And wonder in the lull
To a strange kind of muffled sound

Hate is all around
Hate is all around
Wonder on the faces
Wonder in the lull

I was sickened by the photograph I saw

Were we compromised
By the bottle saved?
Can’t we criticize no one?
Every time we drank
We were nearly dead
From polluted alcohol

Hey child, listen for the phone
I tell you now, the bell will ring
I don’t hear a rustled tree
Just a strange kind of muffled sound
Just a strange kind of muffled sound
Just a strange kind of muffled sound

There is out there a constant malevolent force
And it seems to move between a parody and common legitimate course
What you don’t understand, you don’t need to question if it’s all the same
‘Cos it’s taken its toll through the lies, the just, and those who treated it as a game