Intrigue In Tangiers Lyrics - Singles - Chameleons

When it's summer 

And the skies are glass 

When it's summer 

And the skies are glass 

I just have to make the evenings last 

They're always flashing past 

And when it's raining 

And the skies are black 

When it's raining 

And the skies are black 

I just have to hear the thunder roll 

And see the lightening crack 

With fading powers 

We sit for hours 

By a television screen 

With funny cigarettes 

And talk for hours 

Of places that we've seen 

Brother can you hear my voice 

Brother can you hear my voice 

Every second that you cling to life 

You have to feel alive 

It's an easy thing to sell your skin 

It's an easy thing to sell your skin 

When the devil's banging on your door 

You always let him in 

With fading powers 

We dream of hours 

That'll never come again 

Old defenders are themselves defenceless 

When the mad attack the sane 

What can you do 

When you see no future in front of you 

Food for the few 

So many it seems are in front of you 

I see my face 

Reflecting there in a sweating brow 

You hate what you see 

But what can you do when there's no way out 

No way out now 

But when you sleep 

Where do you go