you with the cleaver he hung you up forever anticipating new skin Out of the frying pan and into the fire 58th variety Out of the frying pan and into
Chorus: Send me forwards-say my feelings But all the signals-send me reeling Jigsaw Feeling One day I'm feeling total the next I'm split in two My eyes
Harmful elements in the air symbols clashing everywhere Reaps the fields of rice and reeds while the population feeds Junk floats on polluted water
news bulletin flints light up the eyes of the seated family Chorus: "Metal is tough, metal will sheen Metal won't rust when oiled and cleaned Metal is
soaking up the fumes and see the nicotine stain start to spread I'm so congested cos north, south, east and west catarrh rests on my chest congealed and twisted cough up and
Got to give up life in this netherworld got to (gonna) go up to where the air is stale and live a life of pleasantries (and) mingle in the modern families
I'm sorry that I hit you but my string snapped I sorry I disturbed your cat-nap but whilst finishing a chore I asked myself "what for" then something
Different Lives Shuffle(d) Lives in different places into wrong categories familiar problems cross the wires same old faces and fuse humanities Watch
huddled 'round the mad eyes screamer a pointed finger - the tin can schemer Mad eyed screamer - Mad eyed screamer Mad eyed screamer - Mad eyes screamer