The Key to Heaven - The Legendary Pink Dots

They recycled all the cripples;

resurrected all the dead

In a technicolour sundown, they had 'em standing on their heads

Now they’re propping up our front line, but behind them is a plague

Maybe the whole shit finished months ago, but they just forgot to say…

And I’m proud to say I made it — sweet 16 and I’d like to share a glass

But this rot wine turns my inside out and I can’t drink it through this mask…

You remember how it started — all the liberation stuff;

How the man would tip his beret — he was really one of us

My milk turned to Mecca, my face fell to the floor

I think I’ve found the key to Heaven, but I cannot find the door