So now it’s decided; it’s out in the open, it’s all clearSo now, we’re dividedBurnt down burnt out, cropped sheer my dear, I fearNow it’s all broken and the poison is placed in the trapSo tell me how to pretend with convictionAnd survive in this mire of contradiction
So what about this fruit of loveTell me how to protect it from the hail of hate
x2That lays in waitThat lays in wait
How to keep up appearances in this neglected garden that’s meHow to explain disappearances to these innocent victims you seeSo now I’m a painless shroud, I’m pulling all the shotsA prisoner of my soul, my mind, my bodyAt night I rattle the door handles; I try to keep lost
So what about this fruit of loveTell me how to protect it from the hail of hate x 4That… lays in wait
I can’t help it if this is just a small town, and everybody knows your businessWell, I can’t help it if this is just a small town and everybody knows your businessI can’t help it if this is such a small town and everybody knows your business
Maybe better to keep up appearancesMaybe, Maybe

So now you’ve picked at me, dissected me, masticated me,eaten me, feasted on me, wasted me and left me with the scraps.
Now you’ve diverted me, distorted me, dislocated me, decorticated me, dissipated me, integrated me and left me with the scabs.
I hope you’ll be sick through your skin, through your teeth through your stomach I hope you’ll retch and writhe in your own stinking vomit. I’ll lay in wait with baited breath while you wreath and you writhe in the mire or lies that you made and you choke on your own perfect poison.
Now you’ve invested me, invaded me, infested me, downgraded me, masturbated me, violated me.You calculated me, incriminated me, discriminated me, humiliated me, terminated me, contaminated me.

I hope you’ll be sick through your skin, through your teeth through your stomach I hope you’ll retch and writhe in your own stinking vomit. I’ll lay in wait with baited breath while you wreath and you writhe in the mire or lies that you made and you choke on your own perfect poison.
I hope you’ll be sick
Through your teeth through your stomach through your face, I hope you’ll retch and writhe

Now here come the helicoptersBut they won’t save you baby
I hope you’ll be sick through your skin, through your teeth through your stomach I hope you’ll retch and writhe in your own stinking vomit
Through your skin, through your teeth, through your stomach
Retch and writhe, retch and writhe, retch and writhe

Inside out you can turn it up or down you can put it right here
You can run em round in circlesWrite it out maybe put it in a letter if you call em on the phone
Make sure they're really listeningGet linked in get on line if they can't pick up the drift tell em “shut up and listen”It’s quite clear no doubt whatsoeverSo open up your ears coz this is the reason:
We're all soul; anyone can see so X2
Inside out you can put it on the line got to get it worked out and eliminate the questionIt’s in your hands see what you can do explain I'm not a number nor emotional inventionGet linked in get on line if they can't pick up the drift tell em shut up and listenShut up!It’s quite clear no doubt whatsoever so open up your ears coz this is the reason:
We're all soul; anyone can see so X4Anyone can, anyone can. Up! Up!Anyone can
Inside out you can put it on the line got to get it worked out and eliminate the questionIt's in your hands see what you can do explain I'm not a number nor emotional inventionGet linked in get on line if they can't pick up the drift tell em shut up and listenIt’s quite clear no doubt whatsoever so open up your ears coz we’re all soul
We’re all soul,
Anyone can see soAnyone can, anyone can, anyone can, anyone can
We're all soul; anyone can see so X2Anyone can anyone can anyone can anyone can
Anyone can.So shut up and listen!
Oh any one canShut up and listen!

You say you’re a rainstorm, you say you’re a kiteYou say you’re a moment that isn’t always rightYou say you’re confusion, that you can’t know what’s in sightYou say, understand me; but boy, you’re losing heightYou say you’re a soldier, with your own war to fightWell don’t you think it comes in handy,to lose yourself in flight?
You say you are, you say you are, you say you are sorryYou say you are, you say you are, you say you are sorryWell so am I
You say you’re a snowstorm but now you’re falling fastBut boy when your mama made you, well, she figured out you’d lastYou say you’re at random, and now you’ve lost controlThat surely you’ll regret it, oh, come on, boy, take a holdYou say you’re a rainstorm, skimming across the bayYou say you eat dinner, in a very special way
You say you are, you say you are, you say you are sorryYou say you are, you say you are, you say you are sorryYou say you are, you say you are, you say you are sorryYou say you are, you say you are, you say you are sorry
Well so am IWell so am IWell so am IAnd so am I
Well so am IWell so am IWell so am IWell so am I