Turn the mirrors face the wall

Don't you feel a little weak?

And I'd catch you when you fall

But you're falling all the time

Do you need it anymore?

Or do you need a little more?



Living your life like a bull in the trade

He doesn't know how it feels

Under my thumb like a bone under nail

She's in the know, how's it feel?



Live your life under machine guns

Canary down the mine



Maybe I'm on the lever



Spoiling my broth like a radio kid

Programmed computerised minds

Waving my luck under your nose

Like I found a four leaf clover