i hear cries and whispers in the night. but i know that i was in the right. hear footsteps echo behind me as i walk. people listening when i talk. chorus:.
High above as in the clouds. They swing so slowly. To the wire showing no fear. They step so boldly. Gently faster. Building in momentum. Until success or disaster.
These are the hands of a demented circus clown. outside I'm laughing but inside I'm really wearing a frown. I see you laughing at me. but baby in my dreams.
Fear grips your heart and you fight with all your might. Into the distant light you keep your vision bright. And the torch of love is a burning flame.
therapy. plug me in straight again. who needs this voltage food. who needs therapy. who needs this filthy room at night. who says give up without a fight.
I had a dream oh was it true. I saw the sun set low on you. In a blood-red suns final rays. With after night solo shadow plays. Into the world we started to run.
She walks like an angel walks. She talks like an angel talks. I first saw her down in market street. Wondered where'd she go. The girl went down down.
Dead asleep the city dreams. Holding up its arms like limbs of steel. Mountains rise like mounds of sand. The boiling sea has swallowed up the land. .
She wanders alone through the night. A child with eyes burning bright. She extends her arms for an embrace a tiny smile. Her ruby lips on her doll- like face.
Standing around trying to get her somewhere. Whatcha gonna do?. Tried and I can't speak. Gets you nowhere. Looking for a scheme. . Ahh teenage dream. Ahh teenage dream.
B-side of Dozen Girls 7". Also appears on 'Damned But Not Forgotten' CD. . (Vanian/Scabies/Sensible/Gray). . Well I'm just a poor guy. Been thrown out on the street.