Aftershave and smoke and the same unfunny jokes they say they'll take you anywhere but there believe every half-whispered half-remembered lie the truth is a luxury they can't afford to buy scapegoat looking for a scapegoat there's always someone else for you to blame backed into a corner he barricades his life fastens up the shutters every night this island is big enoug for every cast-away but most of us are looking round for someone else to blame scapegoat looking for a scapegoat there's always someone else for you to blame