Peter Gabriel (Melt)

I know something about opening windows and doors

I know how to move quietly to creep across creaky wooden floors

I know where to find precious things in all your cupboards and drawers

Slipping the clippers

Slipping the clippers through the telephone wires

The sense of isolation inspires

Inspires me

I like to feel the suspense when I'm certain you know I am there

I like you lying awake, your baited breath charging the air

I like the touch and the smell of all the pretty dresses you wear

Intruders happy in the dark

Intruder come

Intruder come and leave his mark, leave his mark

Got to get some food

I'm so hungry all the time

I don't know how to stop

I don't know how to stop



Got to get some sleep

I'm so nervous in the night

I don't know how to stop

No, I don't know how to stop

I don't know how to stop

I don't know how to stop



Got to pick up the phone

I will call any number

I will talk to anyone

I know I'm gone too far

Much too far I gone this time

And I don't want to think what I've done

I don't know how to stop

No, I don't know how to stop



There are always hidden silences

Waiting behind the chair

They come out when the coast is clear

They eat anything that moves

I go shaky at the knees

Lights go out, stars come down

Like a swarm of bees



No self-control

no self-control

No self-control

No self-control

No self-control

No self-control

No self-control

You know I hate to hurt you

I hate to see your pain

But I don't know how to stop

No, I don't know how to stop



Street after street

Night after night

I walk on through the rain

I walk on through the rain

I don't know how to stop

I don't know how to stop

No, I don't know how to stop

I don't know how to stop

I don't know how to stop

I don't know how to stop

I got no means to show identification

I got no papers show you what I am

You'll have to take me just the way that you find me

What's gone is gone and I do not give a damn

Empty stomach, empty head

I got empty heart and empty bed

I don't remember

I don't remember



I don't remember, I don't recall

I got no memory of anything at all

I don't remember, I don't recall

I got no memory of anything

-anything at all



Strange is your language and I have no decoder

Why don't you make your intentions clear

With eyes to the sun and your mouth to the soda

Saying, "Tell me the truth, you got nothing to fear

Stop staring at me like a bird of prey

I'm all mixed up, I got nothing to say

I don't remember

I don't remember



I don't remember, I don't recall

I got no memory of anything at all

I don't remember, I don't recall

I got no memory of anything

Anything at all



I don't remember, I don't recall

I got no memory of anything at all

I don't remember, I don't recall

i got no memory of anything

   absolutely anything at all

I don't remember

The streets are lined with camera crews

Everywhere he goes is news

Today is different

Today is not the same

Today I make the action

Take snapshot into the light, snapshot into the light

I'm shooting into the light



Four miles down the cavalcade moves on

Driving into the sun

If I worked it out right

They won't see me or the gun



Two miles to go, they're clearing the road

The cheering has really begun

I've got my radio

I can hear what's going on



I've been waiting for this

I have been waiting for this

All you people in TV land

I will wake up your empty shells

Peak-time viewing blown in a flash

As I burn into your memory cells

'Cos I'm alive



They're coming 'round the corner with the bikers at the front

I'm wiping the sweat from my eyes

- It's a matter of time

- It's a matter of will

And the governor's car is not far behind

He's not the one I've got in mind

'Cos there he is-the man of the hour, standing in the limousine

"I don't really hate you

- I don't care what you do

We were made for each other

- Me and you

I want to be somebody

- You were like that too

If you don't get given you learn to take

And I will take you."



Holding my breath

Release the catch

And I let the bullet fly



All turned quiet-I have been here before

Lonely boy hiding behind the front door

Friends have all gone home

There's my toy gun on the floor

Come back Mum and Dad

You're growing apart

You know that I'm growing up sad

I need some attention

I shoot into the light

And through the wire      I hear your voice

And through the wire      I touch the power

And through the wire      I see your face

It's through the wire



Friday night, you're staying at home           I want you

I'm tickling and clicking a metronome          I want you

Prowling the waterhole - I wait for the kill   I want you

Pressure's building - overspill                I want you



And through the wire      You are secure

And through the wire      We can talk

And through the wire      We can walk

It's through the wire



Watchmaker steadies his delicate hand          I want you

For barbeque parties on blood red sands        I want you

Caught in the struggle tight on the rod        I want you

Bring out the devil to bring out the god       I want you



And through the wire      I hear your voice

And through the wire      I touch the power

And through the wire      I see your face

It's through the wire



Driving 'round the city rings

Staring at the shape of things

I talk in pictures not in words

Overloaded with everything we said

be careful where you tread

Watch the wire



And through the wire      You are secure

And through the wire      We can talk

And through the wire      We can walk

And through the wire      We're clinging like leeches

And through the wire      We push out tailormade speeches

And through the wire      We get so strange across the border

We get so strange across the border

Hans plays with Lotte, Lotte plays with Jane

Jane plays with Willi, Willi is happy again

Suki plays with Leo, Sacha plays with Britt

Adolf builds a bonfire, Enrico plays with it

- Whistling tunes we hide in the dunes by the seaside

- Whistling tunes we're kissing baboons in the jungle

It's a knockout

If looks could kill, they probably will

In games without frontiers - war without tears

Games without frontiers - war without tears



Jeux sans frontieres

Jeux sans frontieres

Jeux sans frontieres



Andre has a red flag, Chiang Ching's is blue

They all have hills to fly them on except for Lin Tai Yu

Dressing up in costumes, playing silly games

Hiding out in tree-tops shouting out rude names

- Whistling tunes we hide in the dunes by the seaside

- Whistling tunes we piss on the goons in the jungle

It's a knockout

If looks could kill they probably will

In games without frontiers - wars without tears

If looks could kill they probably will

In games without frontiers - war without tears

Games without frontiers - war without tears



Jeux sans frontieres

Jeux sans frontieres

Jeux sans frontieres

It's only water

In a stranger's tear

Looks are deceptive

 But distinctions are clear

A foreign body

And a foreign mind

Never welcome

In the land of the blind

You may look like we do

Talk like we do

But you know how it is



You're not one of us

Not one of us

No you're not one of us

Not one of us

Not one of us

No you're not one of us



There's safety in numbers

When you learn to divide

How can we be in

If there is no outside

All shades of opinion

Feed an open mind

But your values are twisted

Let us help you unwind

You may look like we do

Talk like we do

- But you know how it is



You're not one of us

Not one of us

No you're not one of us

You're not one of us

Not one of us

No you're not one of us



Not one of us

You're not one of us

Not one of us

You're not one of us

Not one of us

You're not one of us

It's nice here with a view of the trees

Eating with a spoon?

They don't give you knives?

'Spect you watch those trees

Blowing in the breeze

We want to see you lead a normal life

September '77

Port Elizabeth weather fine

It was business as usual

In police room 619

Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko

Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko

Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja

- The man is dead



When I try to sleep at night

I can only dream in red

The outside world is black and white

With only one colour dead

Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko

Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko

Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja

- The man is dead



You can blow out a candle

But you can't blow out a fire

Once the flames begin to catch

The wind will blow it higher

Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko

Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja

- The man is dead



And the eyes of the world are

         watching now

         watching now