No one's alive You could almost be me What do you mean Oh, nothing, nothing at all Room 8 top floor I've seen this man before Are you real? Is it me
Don't tell me you're not that kind I've got the time if you've got the money Mister you'll be pleased you'll see We'll meet by the tubeway as the screamer
'Flow my tears', the new Police song The slogan of peace is 'You must live' They've got me and I'm one of them "Cancel silence", they screamed for days
Jo, the waiter worked for me Serving wine in basement bars Only madmen ever say, "Got no time" If you're mindless please take mine Jo, the waiter held
Can you see her little eyes? Can you see her little hands? Don't you think she looks just like me? Can you hear her little scream? Can you hear her little
Stroll to the cafe My God how time flies I close up my brain And another friend dies I feel like a mirror Feel like nothing is mine I could go back to
It's so quiet and dark And I shouldn't be here This machine won't last For always Just my steel friend and me I stand brave by his side This machine
Memories lost in faded films of my life And a friend that used to be something special to me Red wine and good times if you don't feel at all There is
The dream police slogan, 'What is on your mind?' The air wave boys Junie's won't get radio time The purist league white trench coats in pre-war style
Me I've just died But some machine keeps on humming I'm just an extra piece Of dead meat to keep running Why won't you let me die in peace? Why won't
My name is Smith Your silence is my trade My name is Smith Here in this bar you fade out Time heals nothing It merely rearranges our memory In zero bars
