Straight line
Keep on moving up in a straight line
Thank you very much ma’am you’re too kind
I’ve stayed in my prime
Steady in pursuit of the big time
Waiting for the day when it’s all mine
Wait a minute I refuse
I think I like it here
Well what is round
And what is straight?
What is soon
And what is late?
It’s only a small interaction
But you’re making me believe I can’t control this conversation
Hands off
All is fine I feel alright
Now get your hands off
We can talk on the phone but you can’t stand in my house
I’m out
I’m standing my ground
I need to get out
I’m out
I’m standing my ground
Get me the fuck out
Wait a minute I refuse
I think I like it here
I need a bag of medication
For just a slice of inspiration
I need a shot of motivation
To break it up, break this inexpression
Hands off
All is fine I feel alright
Now get your hands off
We can talk on the phone but you can’t stand in my house
Isn’t it funny now isn’t it?
(All is fine I feel alright)
Brighton-based Youth Sector’s music is a coiled spring of urgency and unpredictable energy; while lyrically offering a sense of catharsis for the confusion of modern adult life.