Both sides And softly came the growl from both sides And if his whisper splits the mist Just think of what he's capable of with his kiss Nice try You cannot turn away, but nice try Turned your legs to little building blocks And with his index finger, flicks you on your socks I go high pitched He'll talk and make your voice sound high pitched Dread to think if he got you on your own And whispered in your ear in that baritone It's the same stone His heart was cut out of the same stone That they used to carve his jaw It's impossible not to feel inferior And he could catapult you back to your daddy Or into any hissing misery And he will tell you how the day after a triumph is as hollow As the day after a tragedy He'll extinguish any chance of escape When he slaps you on your arse or kisses your nape And he's leaving without saying 'Bye' And you would queue up to listen to him pissing And hang around to watch some poor girl bluff And then they chase him down the avenue Incessantly pestering him to let him join the club He knows how to put a cork in the fuss And just how to shut up the charming ones of us And I've seen him talking to your lady friend There's a dust track waiting for betrayal Where he'll teach you all the bits they missed Nice try You cannot turn away, but nice try Nice try You cannot turn away, but nice try Nice try You cannot turn away, but nice try Nice try You cannot turn away, but nice try You cannot turn away

We were little boys, we were little girls It's nine o'clock, don't try to turn it off Cowered in a hole, ope your mouth Did we miss anything, did we miss anything Did we miss anything, did we miss anything Catapult (catapult), catapult Catapult (catapult), catapult We were little boys, we were little girls It's nine o'clock, don't try to turn it off Cowered in a hole, ope your mouth We in step, in hand, your mother remembers this Hear the howl of the rope, a question Did we miss anything, did we miss anything Did we miss anything, did we miss anything Catapult (catapult), catapult Catapult (catapult), catapult March could be darker, March could be darker Catapult (catapult), catapult Catapult (catapult), catapult We were little boys, we were little girls It's nine o'clock, don't try to turn it off Cowered in a hole, open your mouth We in step, in hand, your mother remembers this Hear the howl of the rope, a question Did we miss anything, did we miss anything Did we miss anything, did we miss anything Catapult (catapult), catapult Catapult (catapult), catapult

Mary steers clear of the men from space Back alley kid with an American face She wants the wine, he brings a case To carry them on through I said you know what I know about the bedroom boys Undercover Russians in a pink Rolls Royce They bang the drum, she sets the beat They carry Miss America out into the street She sings, "snowman, scarecrow, john doe, buffalo" I wish you wouldn't go I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow Do do, do do do, do do, do do do Oh, I guess you ought to know I got the hands to teach you I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do Snowman sideshow, do do, do do do I fell out of love in the snowbound days Riding the subway in a Valium haze I need the whites, she gets the blues It carries us on through All these American boys at the Park N Shop Selling their memories for a dollar a pop Ivan the ancient spaceman race fan Corners the market on American taste And says, "spaceman, scarecrow, peep show, freak show" I wish you wouldn't go I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow Do do, do do do, do do, do do do Oh, I guess you ought to know I got the hands to teach you I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do Punk rock video, do do, do do do All the sudden the light inside you dies Maybe you're going on alone Maybe you're going all alone She dreams of sunlight, sings of smaller things White sugar bowls and wedding rings You're going on from me alone You're going on, you're on your own She was married alive in a Moscow surgery Hoping to die in a cold war nursery All of the kids back home believe in much more than we do It's a memory play where the memory fades Into pictures you took, into records we played Spy versus spy, scarecrow and I Out across the darkness where the bomber jets fly Singing, "spaceman, smoke show, scarecrow, Geronimo" I wish you wouldn't go I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow Do do, do do do, do do, do do do Oh, I guess you ought to know I got the hands to teach you I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do Snowman peepshow, do do, do do do I wish you wouldn't go I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow Do do, do do do, oh hell no, do do, do do do Oh, I guess you ought to know I got the hands to teach you I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do Listening on the midnight radio, do do, do do do

Two, three, four. I get so nervous, I'm shaking, Gets so I got no pride at all, Gets so bad, but I just keep coming back for more, I guess I just get off on that stuff. I'm thinking about taking some time, I'm thinking about leaving soon. I got some things I can't tell anyone, I got some things I just can't say, Well they're the kind of things no one knows about, I just need somebody to talk, to me. I'm thinking about leaving tomorrow, I'm thinking about leaving on my own, I think I been wasting my time, I'm thinking about getting out, Thinking about getting out. In all this time, The bottom line's you don't know, How much I feel, You say you see but I don't agree, You don't know, Don't know how I feel. I'm just trying to get myself some gravity, You're just trying to get me to stay, Sometimes I sit here looking down upon Los Angeles, Sometimes I'm floating away. I'm thinking about breaking myself, I'm thinking about getting back home, I think I been waiting for way too long, I'm thinking about getting out, Thinking about getting out, Thinking about getting out.