You´re telling me all the news
that´s fit for me to know.
You´re asking me questions
when you know
where the answers go
You´re giving me "choice":
Right or Left, on the same
two-headed snake
while you cover up my voice
like ice on a frozen lake
Don´t tell me, I know
You´ve got secrets to keep
while we sleep
you´ll find us another cold war
that´s all about dreams
we don´t know that we´re working for
I dream at night
of four color lovers
in places I´ll never be.
I´m a star being born
between magazine covers
on the ready-to-wear high sea
it´s reality-ware TV!
Don´t mind me, I know
You´ve got secrets to tell...
like Hell!
you´ll promise a dream of relief,
of fame and wonder, but deliver
another
long hard road to grief
{Distorted rap:}
Don´t tell me you´ve got secrets to tell
you´re livin´ in sin while we´re livin´ in hell
fire in the kitchen is the secret you smell
in your fief, Thief!
We need relief, not this long hard road through a life of grief
Don´t leave me, I´ll go
we´ve got secrets to keep
and we´ll sleep
and dream up another Cold War
about time,
and saving and taking
our ease
and all of the beautiful, fabulous things
we spend our lives
settling for
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