Transport, motorways and tramlinesStarting and then stoppingTaking off and landingThe emptiest

holds us like a phantomIt touches like a

your distanceThen no harm will ill windWill blowWill

got some nerve coming hereYou got some nerve coming

got some nerve coming hereYou got some nerve coming

two, three, wakey, rise and shineIt's on again,

Limb by limb and tooth by toothTearing up inside of meEvery

cars, carsKiller hard on the brakes againWhat if

got wings, I got arms, I got shrinksI got

been away for a long whileThe holidays made a

don't want to be crippled and crackedShoulders, wrists, knees,

its right placeIn its right place- EverythingIn its right placeIn

motorways, and tramlinesStarting and then stoppingTaking off and landingThe emptiest

I'm on a rollI'm on a roll this timeI feel my

your statement, pleaseAnother meA better manThe fascination's lostAt such

I've been walking these streets so longSinging the same old songI

reach out, don't reach outDon't reach out, don't reach outDon't

must I be the thief?Why must I be the

a gap in betweenThere's a gap where we meetWhere

am the key to the lock in addressThat keeps