Can't Get Through
Three tower blocks glinting
in the midday sun.
Two ice cubes melting
in a glass of white rum.
Head for the places that
I've never gone.
(I can't get through to myself.
Just can't get through to myself.)
Eight beggars choking
on a slice of red pie.
Two rivers freezing
in a broken goodbye.
No hesitation,
just a kick in the eye.
(I can't get through to myself.
Just can't get through to myself.)
And we do alot of learning
everyday or so it seems
but the road it keeps turning
and I'm right back here again.
Blue leather jacket and a helium voice.
(I can't get through to myself.)
My head is reeling from too much choice.
(I can't get through to myself.
I can't get through to myself.
Just can't get through to myself... etc)
You Can Do It
On my own, so alone, why does everybody look the same?
To the right there's a sign, telling me which way to go
To the left there's an old man shouting at the radio
The radioooo-oh
Get out, get out, get out, yeah
6 o'clock on a tube stop, waiting for a subway train
On my own, so alone, why does everybody look the same?
There's a man with a gold band, but he's got his eye on mine
There a bomb in a sports bag, could go off at any time - at any time!
When my knees don't work, I start to shake
I won