The Small Print (Earl's Court - London 2004)

take, take all you need | and I'll compensate your greed | 
with broken hearts | sell I'll sell your memories | 
for 15 pounds per year | but just the good days |

say, it'll make you insane | and it's bending the truth | you're to blame |
for all the life that you'll lose and you watch this space | 
but i'm going all the way | and be my slave to the grave | 
I'm the priest God never paid |

hope, I hope you've seen the light | coz no one really cares | 
they're just pretending | sell, I'll sell your memories for 15 pounds per year | 
but you can keep the bad days |

say, it'll make you insane | and it's bending the truth | you're to blame |
for all the life that you'll lose | and you watch this space | 
but i'm going all the way | and be my slave to the grave | 
I'm the priest God never paid |