The Final Cut

Through the fish eyed lens
Of tear stained eyes
I can barely define
The shape of this moment in time
And far from flying high
In clear blue skies
I'm spiralling down
To the hole in the groundWhere I hide

If you negotiate the minefield in the drive
And beat the dogs
And cheat the cold electronic eyes
And if you make it past the shotguns in the hall
Dial the combination
Open thepriesthole
And if I'm in I'll tell you wha...
(Explosion)
[Man:]"Woohoo"

There's a kid who had a big hallucination
Making love to girls in magazines
He wonders if you're sleeping
With your newfound faith
Could anybody love him?
Or is it just a crazy dream?

And if I show you my dark side
Will you still hold me tonight?
And if I open my heart to you
And show you my weak side
Whatwould you do?
Would you sell your story to rolling stone?
Would you take the children away?
And leave me alone
And smile in reassurance
As you whisper down the phone
Would you send me packing?
Orwould you take me home?

Thought I oughta bare my naked feelings
Thought I oughta tear the curtain down
I held the blade in trembling hands
Prepared to make it, but
Just then the phone rang
Inever had the nerve to make the final cut
[Man:] "Hello? Listen
I think I've got it.
Ok, listen its a haha!"
El corte final
A través de los lentes con ojos de pez de ojos manchados de lágrimasApenas puedo definir la forma de este momento en el tiempo
Y lejos de volar alto en los limpios cielos azules
Estoy cayendo en espiral al hoyo en el suelo donde me escondo Si negocias el campominado en el paseo en coche
Y golpeas los perros y haces engañas a los fríos ojos electrónicos
Y si lo haces delante de la escopeta en el hall
Marca la combinación, abre el ollo del sacerdote
Ysi estoy dentro te diré que hay tras el muro
Hay un niño que tenía una gran alucinación
Haciéndole el amor a las chichas en las revistas
Se pregunta si estás durmiendo con tu recientemente...