I saw him turn on
Like a machine in the park
Saying please come with me
But you've been there before
I saw him whirr away
Into the night
Like a nightmare on wheels
Saying never again

I'd give it all up for you
I'd even be a number just for you
The strangest living boy
You could ever wish to see
`That's me'
Yellowed newspapers
Tell the story of someone
`Do you know this man?'
Tomorrow the cure
Only police ever
See night time for real
Turn on the light
And cry no more, no more

I was standing outside your door
Waiting for the grey men to go
When my mind turned on me
With a vengeance I had never known
My own
Everyone heard
The voice on the radio
Saying `why move around
And waste my time'
There are no
Independents anymore
The tape is a circle
But who really cares

I saw you behind the wall
I even heard you laugh at me
You disgust me tonight
With your answer to something new
That's you

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Writer(s): GARY ANTHONY JAMES WEBB