I may be wrong But when you speak I feel the earth move under my feet And if you tell me I've been a fool It's with affection - well what can I do. It
Put my hands on the window Felt the power of the storm Breaking glass blowing trees down Haunting scream never stops I was trapped in the bedroom I couldn
Oh my fingers won't tap Or stay still in my lap I'm glued to the box (to the) speeches and fireworks Get up off of that kitchen floor I don't know what
Confusing words. . just words Confusing words. . just words I swear to you sister you're Iosing your ability to laugh Out from underneath your dark brown
This fire's alight We're here again From black and white Into colour Well there've been moments That i would gladly forget about And there've been moments
You took me to Heaven I bought you a creme brulee You gave the impression you had so much more to say The pessimist inside me was amazed at what you do
Don't take out your hate on me Or try to cleanse my family I'm just another refugee I won't look back now Smoke is rising from our house You've cut us
Born to stay in a new world of gray towns Now we pay for the years of decline Half the world concerned with its future Half the world preparing to die
Lies, lies, lies, lies You say you're a doctor of minds Don't stick that syringe in my arm It's just medication to help you calm down It really won't
Stop what you're doing and help me stay stane I feel like a lemming today I'm perched on a pinnacle, the prophet of doom Don't dare to keep the fireman
Well here he is just home from work He's come home early to make their tea He's by the sink she's in the lounge He tries to talk to her but he won't succeed
Of course i'm full of secrets Acres of pain How'm i gonna see you again I'm running down your windows And i'm staring at your face The face of the blue
I haven't felt myself today I think I've missed the bus Smell the difference since it's rained I'm not worrying so much If I don't work out who I am I
Oh you can't fight bombs with little girls Despite their buttons and their bows Oh you can't fight bombs with little words 'Cos little words are quite
Marlon! You're unacceptable James, James, James You can't do that anymore You don't look right, you don't look right You don't look right, you don't look
I told them I take photos for this magazine They let me in to see you comb your hair I watched for signs as I came through that door The anxious eyes
Of all the fishes in the sea I'd like to take you home with me tonight Of all the fishes in the sea I'd like to take you home with me But I can't Take
People die, statistics lie A waste of life and people breaking down Can't put a name to any face But send a man to come and bomb your town A hungry baby