These are the Lyrics and the song itself embedded for imogen heaps song "Hide & Seek". On the surface this song seems innocent enough but it is in fact a repeating mantra for new agers who are unable to think for themselves.
"Hide And Seek"Where are we? What the hell is going on? (implying that things are not as they seem and the world is a mess. It's not & we have achieved plenty)
The dust has only just begun to form,Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling.(Mentions crop circles to grab those new age girlie's attention.)
Spin me round again and rub my eyes.This can't be happening.(what cant be happening pet what are you talking about)
When busy streets a mess with people would stop to hold their heads heavy. (disassociation)
Hide and seek.Trains and sewing machines.(Dislocation & disassociation)
All those years they were here first.(now who the fuck are you talking about ImoGEN? Who exactly was here first)
Oily marks appear on walls(an attempt to make this look like a love song by providing a sexual conitation...i.e sex against a wall maybe...not really sure I don't know what the fuck she is on about)
Where pleasure moments hung before.
The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this still life. (who's takeover...an Alien takeover maybe a new world order take over)
Hide and seek.Trains and sewing machines.
Oh, you won't catch me around here. Blood and tears,
They were here first. (Who the hell was here first what the feck are you on about)
Mmm, what you say?Mm, that you only meant well? Well, of course you did.( Man guilt we are all bastards of course)
Mmm, what you say?Mm, that it's all for the best? Ah of course it is.Mmm, what you say?
Mm, that it's just what we need? And you decided this.Mmm what you say?What did she say?
Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.( The rest of the song is Man Guilt)
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs.
Speak no feeling, no I don't believe you.You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.
Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs.
Speak no feeling, no I don't believe you.
You don't care a bit. You don't care a bit.You don't care a bit.You don't care a bit.You don't care a bit.You don't care a bit.You don't care a bit.
(Who doesn't care sweetheart..what are you on about...did you take some drugs before you wrote this( if you did get your money back as they didn't work) as it's a load of crap and is basically a suggestive mind control programme for the feeble minded masses)
she is right about one thing I don't care a bit about this song.........The Aliens are coming oooooohhh do I look worried!