I'm walking out



In a force ten gale

Birds thrown around

Bullets for hail

The roof is pulling off

By its fingernails

Your voice is rapping

On my window sill

Yesterday's headlines

Blown by the wind

Yesterday's people

End up







SCATTERBRAIN

Then any fool can

Easy pick a hole

('I only with I could fall in')

A moving target

In a firing range

Somewhere I'm not

Scatterbrain

Somwhere I'm not

Scatterbrain

Lighting fuse

Powercut

SCATTERBRAIN