Don't you ask me to come out
When the sun does shine
Let us stay here with curtains drawn
In darkness you'll be mine

Let's wait for the blackout
The light is too bright
Let's wait for the blackout
Wait for the night

Well welcome to my basement flat
No windows to see through
With darkness closing in my friend
We'll both know what to do

Let's wait for the blackout
The light is too bright
Let's wait for the blackout
Wait for the night

Come lay with me upon the earth
That keeps us both alive
No living thing has lasted here
Yet we shall both survive

Let's wait for the blackout
The light is too bright
Let's wait for the blackout
Wait for the night

In darkness there is no sin
Light only brings the fear
Nothing to corrupt the eyes
There is no vision here
At first you may find it strange
But do not go away
The darkness holds a power
That you won't find in the day

There is no vision here
There is no vision here

I'm gonna stay in bed all day
I'm not gonna hear a word you say
It's gonna be a life of style for me
Electric blankets, pillows, fire and TV

Take a look outside
Those lively arts are on the slide
And culture's just a bore
When you're angry young and poor
And if I got my way
Those idle rich would pay
When the discussion starts
On the lively arts

I'm gonna be a lazy slob
Sod the folks and sod the job
And tell the foreman that I'm ill
And in a week I'll be here still
Yes I will

Take a look outside
Those lively arts are on the slide
And culture's just a bore
When you're angry young and poor
And if I got my way
Those idle rich would pay
When the discussion starts
On the lively arts

I just want my fortune now
I don't care where or when or how
I don't want the dustbin
Or the cuddly toy
I'm going for the jackpot
Boy oh boy oh boy

See me on the box
See me winning lots of loot oh yeah
Silly kids games
Grabbing cash off that old coot oh yeah

Now I've got the replies to all the questions
There's just one thing that I should mention
When I win all the loot
Don't you have no fear
I'm going to take my hols
In Kampuchea yeah

And it's been a pleasure
Thanks a million
I hope you like the show
La la la la la la la

I was yours and you were mine
We were together all the time
We had sun and happy days
Living together in our lazy ways

Drinking 'bout my baby
I'm drinking about her all the time
Drinking 'bout my baby
I'm drinking about her all the time

I can see just where I am
Sitting in a lonely bar
One-arm bandits, friends of yours
Keep asking where you are

Drinking and thinking and drinking Wo-oh
Drinking and thinking and drinking Wo-oh
Drinking and thinking and drinking Wo-oh

I hear cries and whispers in the night
But I know that I was in the right
Hear footsteps echo behind me as I walk
People listening when I talk

No room for error
No room for mistakes
No time for friends
It's for your own sake
Go to the window and what do I see
Killers face looking at me
Go to the window and what do I see...

No room for feelings careless talk costs lives
Cold as the cold war front
The red star life
I see faces when there's no-one there
Memories that I don't need to share

No room for error
No room for mistakes
No time for friends
It's for your own sake
Go to the window and what do I see
Killers face looking at me
Go to the window and what do I see...

Go to the window
What do I see
Go to the window
The killer is me
It's me, it's me...

Twist and turns
Twisted nerve
Twist and turns
Twisted nerve

Met on the dance floor of the Palais De-Dance
Feeling kinda lonely thought I'd take a chance
I never thought it would turn out like this
Another case of hit or miss
I gave you everything that money could buy
Things for your wardrobe, things to get you high
I never wanted you to bring it back
I didn't see you stab me in the back

Another hit or miss
Another hit or miss
Another chance of hit or miss
Another hit or miss
Another hit or miss
And I was looking for a kiss

When you were fallen I put up with a lot
I took your cheating I put up with a lot
The sun was setting for what we had got
You took my money took the whole damn lot

Another hit or miss
Another hit or miss
Another chance of hit or miss
Another hit or miss
Another hit or miss
And I was looking for a kiss

Why does it always end like this?
Why does it always end like this?

Another hit or miss
Another hit or miss
Another chance of hit or miss
Another hit or miss
Another hit or miss
And I was looking for a kiss

Don't feel so beaten don't feel so down
About the rumours that you put around
I think I'll call this girl who lives nearby
Take her down have another try

Another hit or miss
Another hit or miss
Another chance of hit or miss
Another hit or miss
Another hit or miss
And I was looking for a kiss

I'm normal outside
He's evil inside
I'm Dr Jekyll and
He's Mr Hyde
I try to be true
He tries to be cruel
I'll hold you gently but
He'll smother you

My clothes will impress you
And my claws will undress you

I'm normal outside
He's evil inside
I'm Dr Jekyll and
He's Mr Hyde
I want what's right
He walks in the night
Searching for sin in his
Decedant life

My charms will beguile you
And my arms will defile you

[spoken]
Me I'm on the side of the angels
But the devil's my best friend
Sin is a way of life
Saints are for suckers
Welcome to the underworld
I start where nightmares end
Two for the price of one
Two for the price of, one?

I'm normal outside
He's evil inside
I'm Dr Jekyll and
He's Mr Hyde
I try to be true
He tries to be cruel
I'll hold you gently but
He'll smother you

I say you're messing me around
You say I'm getting out of hand

I'm sick of the coutry
Sick of the town
Sick of the future
It's getting me down

I say the future's going to last
You say there's nothing in the past

I'm sick of the government
Sick of the Police
Sick of the boredom
I want release

I can recall a strange event
I gave you nothing with my complements
A discontent that efferents
An enptyness or nothingness that's heaven sent

I'm sick of the coutry
Sick of the town
Sick of the future
It's getting me down

I say, and you say
I say, and you say
I say it's getting me down

I just hit the ground boy have I arrived
Tell the dinosaurs they just won't survive
So I fell and you just laughed
You think that I can't stand
To see me trip this way
You think I'm second hand

I have seen it all she's the only one
She belongs to me I'm the lonely one
Counting sheep and swatting flies
You think there's no more left
Talk is cheap how many lies
Sustain a single breath

Adam Chance and Zorro
Take them with a pinch of salt
Sad about tommorrow
Sorry but it's not my fault
While they were shooting at the moon
Somebody croaked and no one heard
But what's a sin or two
In the history of the world

Someone said to me why'd you play so loud?
What do you want from me
You corrupt the crowd
Miles of print you'd think
We thought of nothing else
There's more important things
Thank ink and decibels

Leave it to tommorrow
Corporal Clot and Stalingrad
There the ones to follow
There the ones that make me glad
No one alive and no one left
Nobody cares or ain't you heard
Looks like I'll take my dying breath
In the history of the world

The organ plays 'till midnight on Maldine Square tonight
The dancer's dance with a fever and delight
His brow is tense but his hands never shake
Revenge has come sweetly and death is his mate

The organ plays 'till midnight note perfect like clockwork
Perfect precise and a slave to the master's demands

Two souls locked together for all eternity
Soon to be one our work is nearly over
But who is the victim?
And who is the innocent?

The organ plays 'till midnight note perfect like clockwork
Perfect precise and a slave to the master's demands

Therapy plug me in straight again
Who needs this voltage food?
Who needs therapy?

Who needs this filthy room at night
Who says give up without a fight
Who gets their answers out of books
Dirty man with their dirty looks

Therapy for clones with their Barclaycards
Pension books and morgage minds
Pay for this therapy

Who needs this filthy room at night
Who says give up without a fight
Who gets their answers out of books
Dirty man with their dirty looks

What do you need in your room at night
Therapy
That's right
What do you get when you kill the light
Therapy
That's right
What do you want when it all goes wrong
Therapy
That's right
Who needs theropy all night long
I do

I dream of pavements
Pavements cold and grey
Cheeful and laughter on a lovely day
I dreem of pavements
They won't do away
I dream of pavements

Can you taste the grit
Between your teeth
The heat of the lights
The crack of the whip
The snapping sound
Of someone's nerves
If you pay you get
What you deserve

Were coming up from the deep
The lizard sheds it's skin
Night obliterates the day
And all the fun begins
Shadow boxing with yourself
Just seems to get you nowhere
You don't want to cheat
When playing solitare

Three faces come alive
Try and focus and be one
Never let it be said that
The jester comes undone
A wreckless gambling pace
With time enough to borrow
Time enough to measure
All of our tomorrows

Curtain call and light go dim
Tragedy, love all lie within
Each player takes his chance to play
And lives to fight another day

What boundries to cross
What chances for the taking
Stepping in the angels wake
Not to be foresaken

No more will I roam
Our childish dreams are soon outgrown
But here we stand
In our own theatreland
Curtain call
About to fall