Persons Unknown

By the Poison Girls

From the album Total Exposure, 1981

Viktor & Rolf Parfums

This is a message to Persons unknown

Persons in hiding, Persons unknown

Survival in silence, isn't good enough no more

Keeping your mouth shut, head in the sand

Terrorists and saboteurs, each and every one of us

Hiding in shadows, Persons unknown

Hey there Mr. Average, you don't exist you never did

Hiding in shadows, Persons unknown

Habits of hiding soon will be the death of us

Dying in secret from poisons unknown

This is a message to Persons unknown

Strangers and passers-by, Persons unknown

Turning a blind eye, hope to go unrecognized

Keeping your secrets, Persons unknown

Housewives and prostitutes, plumbers in boiler suits

Truants in coffee bars, who think you're alone

Big men on building sites, sick men in dressing gowns

Agents in motor cars who never go home

Women in factories, one parent families

Women in purdah, Persons unknown

Wild girls and criminals, rotting in prison cells

Patients in corridors, Persons unknown

Statistics on balance sheets, numbered and rubberstamped

Blind and invisible, you're lost in your homes

Liggers and layabouts, lovers on roundabouts

Wake up in the morning with Persons unknown

Accountants in nylon shirts, feminists in floral skirts

Nurses for when it hurts, Persons unknown

Astronauts and celibates, deejays and hypocrites

Liars and lunatics, Persons unknown

Hopefuls on football pools, teachers in empty schools

Kids into heroin not yet full grown

Typists and usherettes, black men who can't forget

The lonely who long for Persons unknown

Closet idealists, baldheaded realists

Rastas and bikers, the voice on the phone

Pimps and economists, royalty and communists

Rioters and pacifists, Persons unknown

Visionaries with coloured hair, leather boys who just don't care

Garter girls with time to spare, Persons unknown

Judges with prejudice, dissidents and anarchists

Policemen deal dirty tricks to Persons unknown

Strikers and pickets, collectors of tickets

Radical architects, the queen on her throne

Soldiers in uniform, sailors and stevedores

Beggars and bankers, Persons unknown

Football crowd hooligans, bunking off school again

Workers down tools again, United's at home

Smokers with heart disease, cleaners of lavatories

The old with their memories, Persons unknown

Flesh and blood is who we are

Flesh and blood are what we are

Flesh and blood is who we are

Our cover is blown...

Bonus

The Saints - Private Affair, 1978

You say that you got the answers
You heard 'em all on the telephone
And now you're tellin' everybody
This living co-op ain't a business zone, c'mon

We've got new thoughts, new ideas, it's all so groovy
It's just a shame that we've all seen the same old movies

And now you think you got a first in fashion
New uniforms, we all look the same
A new vogue for the now generation
A new profit in the same old game, c'mon

We've got new thoughts, new ideas, it's all so groovy
It's just a shame that we have seen the same old movies

And you think you can't run and hide what you've done
But don't you know? No-one cares after the first million, c'mon

And now you think you got a first in fashion
New uniforms, we all look the same
A new vogue for the now generation
A new profit in the same old game, c'mon

We've got new thoughts, new ideas, we're all so groovy
It's just a shame that we've all seen the same old movies

So you think you can't run and hide what you've done
And don't you know? No-one cares after the first million, c'mon

It's a shame
'Cause not everybody wants to look the same
And not everybody wants to think the same
And not everybody wants to act the same
And I say everybody don't wanna be the same

Written written by and C. Bailey E. Kuepper