everyone wants a piece of you
you have got to be everyone to everything
you have got to be on your feet and think
you have got to be doing the right thing everywhere
everyone wants a piece of you

it has been a good time away
but i am home today
some days are untouched by reality
it is anger, it is toughness and it is naivety

it is good,
to get to a different playground
and a different way to play
a long way from home

i looked inside your head
i saw your friends
and they all looked dead
losing the plot
where is the thread?

tube freaks
the london underground
plays it play
tube freaks
the distorted tortured people

it does not look right
the feeling is wrong tonight
regress back to what your were
you will see the ligh

if there is a god
god help me now
get out of the sky
and fix my problems somehow

when you are perceptive
it is a predictable way to live
it becomes a game

use my name
if you know me
use my name
if you see me as a person
asking how i am, is polite
use my name though

how do you make yourself understood
using the wrong words
to try and say, it will be good
does not mean much, does it?
does not convey what you feel