A song that inspired other songs as well as television.
Where are we?
What the hell is going on?
The dust has only just begun to fall,
Crop circles in the carpet sinking, feeling.
Spin me 'round again and rub my eyes.
This can't be happening.
When busy streets a mess with people
Would stop to hold their heads heavy.
Hide and seek.
Trains and sewing machines.
All those years they were here first.
Oily marks appear on walls
Where pleasure moments hung before.
The takeover, the sweeping insensitivity of this still life.
Hide and seek.
Trains and sewing machines.
(Oh, you won't catch me around here)
>Blood and tears
(hearts)
They were here first.
Mmm, what'd you say?
Mmm, that you only meant well? Well, of course you did.
Mmm, what'd you say?
Mmm, that it's all for the best? Of course it is.
Mmm, what'd you say?
Mmm, that it's just what we need? And you decided this.
What'd you say?
Mmm, what did she say?
Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cutouts.
Speak no feeling, no, I don't believe you.
You don't care a bit. You don't care a bit.
(hide and seek)
Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth.
Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cutouts.
(hide and seek)
Speak no feeling, no, I don't believe you.
You don't care a bit, you don't care a bit.
(hide and seek)
Oh, no, you don't care a bit.
Oh, no, you don't care a bit.
Uh-uh, you don't care a bit.
(hide and seek)
You don't care a bit.
You don't care a bit.