You're like a sitting duck in the killing fields
trembling over the sounds
you've been caught off guard
(and) when the whistle blows
you'll be up and gone
and when the trouble starts
(you) won't be here for long
Skating on thin ice...
I'm gonna keep my finger on it
ain't gonna keep my fingers clean
I'm gonna keep my finger on it
ain't gonna keep my fingers clean
keep my fingers clean
you know what I mean!!!
You're like a chink in the armour
of an honest man
there's a time bomb ticking
that's in your hand
(you're) just built of sand
you're never gonna hold
just leaky in the middle as the sea enfolds...
