text: I picked the morning paper off the floor
  It was full of other peoples little wars
  Wouldnt they like their peace
  Dont we get bored
  And we call for the three great stimulants
  Of the exhausted ones
  Artifice, brutality and innocence
  Artifice and innocence
  No tanks have ever rumbled through these streets
  And the drone of planes at night has never frightened me
  I keep the hours and the company that I please
  And we call for the three great stimulants
  Of the exhausted ones
  Artifice, brutality and innocence
  Artifice and innocence
  Oh and deep in the night
  Our appetites find us
  Release us and bind us
  Deep in the night
  While madmen sit up building bombs
  And making laws and bars
  Theyd like to slam free choice behind us
  I saw a little lawyer on the tube
  He said, its so easy now, anyone can sue
  Let me show you how your petty aggravations can profit you!
  Call for the three great stimulants
  Of the exhausted ones
  Artifice, brutality and innocence
  Artifice and innocence
  Oh and deep in the night
  Appetites find us
  Release us and blind us
  Deep in the night
  While madmen sit up building bombs
  And making laws and bars
  Theyre gonna slam free choice behind us
  Last night I dreamed I saw the planet flicker
  Great forests fell like buffalo
  Everything got sicker
  And to the bitter end
  Big business bickered
  And they call for the three great stimulants
  Of the exhausted ones
  Artifice, brutality and innocence
  Artifice and innocence
  Oh these times, these times
  Oh these changing times
  Change in the heart of all mankind
  Oh these troubled times