Word is the Virus

Have you heard what they are saying
There's this rumour going round
'Bout how the folks in Pontypool
All got together in a crowd
And they went herding down on Drum Street
They were murmuring real loud
And they were grabbing on to people
Trying to climb into their mouths

Don't say it out loud

Word is the virus

Yeah, apparently this sickness,
Well, it's spread when people talk
And it messes with their heads
And it affects the way they walk
It's like their software is corrupted
And they're in this fucked up state
And their thinking's all retarded
And their minds are full of hate

Hear the evil
Speak the evil

Paranoia
There's something in the air
Messianic
Hermeneutic of despair
The truth is out there



Credits
Writer(s): Duncan Hall, Martyn Hare, Samuel Francis, Stuart Dobbins
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