Turn on TV I see a burning moon Put there by you A sign to say it's time No, it's too soon I see the pools of technicolour petrol Loom around the room
Hide me and disguise me Loops me a hole in the contract Break the pact, letting me retract If there's any good left inside you Henchmen, line the windows Mouthing the words
Go, go, go, time to go
Outside, lilac twilight Smouldering skies Are full of signs Inside, the floor is cracked The cracks are wide Nowhere to hide from holes That swallow all my pride Fall inside
Hide me and disguise me Loops me a hole in the contract Break the pact, letting me retract If there's any good left inside you Henchmen, line the windows Mouthing the words
Go, go, go, time to go
Printed initials, witness officials Naively expecting the day not to come When they will take me Break and berate me Henchmen mouth the words It's time to go, go, go Time to go
