 On a night like this I deserve to get
kissed at least once or twice
You come over to my place
screaming blue murder, needing
someplace to hide.
Well, I wish you'd keep quiet,
Imaginations run riot,
In these paper-thin walls.
And when the place comes ablaze
with a thousand dropped names
I don't know who to call.
But I got a friend over there in the
government block
And he knows the situation and he's
taking stock,
I think I'll call him up now
Put him on the spot, tonight.
They saw me there in the square
when I was shooting my mouth off
About saving some fish.
Now could that be construed as
some radical's views or some liberals'
wish.
And it's so hot outside,
And the air is so sweet,
And when the pressure drop is heavy
I don't wanna hear you speak.
You know most killing is committed at
90 degrees.
When it's too hot to breathe
And it's too hot to think.
There's always someone looking at
you.
S-s-s-s-someone.
They're looking at you.
And I wish you'd stop whispering.
Don't flatter yourself, nobody's
listening.
Still it makes me nervous, those
things you say.
You may as well
Shout it from the roof
Scream it from your lungs
Spit it from you mouth
There's a spy in the sky
There's a noise on the wire
There's a tap on the line
And for every paranoid's desire...
There's always Somone looking at
you.
S-s-s-s-someone looking at you...
They're always looking at you.
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