week into a day Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh The sound of the drum is calling The sound of the drum has called Flash of youth shoot out of darkness Factory
sky?s gone out The sky?s gone out, the sky?s gone out The sky?s gone out, the sky?s gone out The sky?s gone out, the sky?s gone out The sky?s gone out
now, in the night Oh, I know, yes I know There's no chat He's for show You never know Sees the place and tries to get the time He's slowly slipping
Following the silent hedges Needing some other kind of madness Looking into purple eyes Sadness at the corners Works of art with a minimum of steel Pure
nerves For fear gives courage wings Fear gives courage wings If I am on the sidelines Chances are you?ll miss Wait alone and spotlit For doctor theater?s
Out of her mouth it came as no surprise Lipstick stained on whip cream lies I feel that if I had been uglier It would have been easier There, there,
There are tins There was pork There are legs There are sharks There was john There are cliffs There was mother There's a poker There was you Then there
trousers Your dress is too starched It?s too starched You got a high class face today You ought to have used nail polish Lights out fast and sleep at night Lights out
