no one is united
and all things are untied
perhaps we’re boiling over inside
They’ve been telling lies
Who’s been telling lies?
There are no angels
There are devils in many ways
Take it like a man
The world’s a mess it’s in my kiss
You can’t take it back, pull it out of the fire
Pull it out: in the bottom of the ninth
Pull it out: in chords of red disease
Drag on the system, drag on my head and body
There are some facts here that refuse to escape
I could say it stronger,
but it’s too much trouble
I was wandering down at the bricks, hectic ennit?
Down we go cradle and all
The world’s a mess it’s in my kiss
Go to hell see if you like it then come home with me
Tomorrow night maybe be too late
Both moons are full