Sometimes I burn like a paper dog
But mostly, the thing I like doing
Is doing nothing at all
You're right, I'm going nowhere,
I've got nowhere to go,
And super-colour nightmare's
Got something of a hold

So we're slaves of destiny now, are we?
And it's always such an effort to believe
In what you want to be,
Believe in what you want to be

I take a leather pouch when I go out,
There's no money in it
But boredom hits the most when it counts,
I've had my limit
Well we will rise again,
And boredom ain't my friend

Don't turn your back Don't you be no slack jack Don't turn your back
[x2]

So we're slaves of destiny now, are we?
That's why it's gonna be such an effort to see,
That in a young country,
We're free to be what we want to be,
Gotta ditch the distractions, ditch the distractions,
To create a reaction, create a reaction,
Create a reaction

Don't turn your back Don't you be no slack jack Don't turn your back
[x4]

So we're slaves of destiny now, are we?
And it's always such an effort to believe
In what you want to be,
Believe in what you want to be"¦