There's death in the breadline
There's deaths on the vine
I was into the illusion
I was into the never-ending scene
I've been up all night
I've been up all day
Singing a mistresses' tanqueray
I had a sound in my head
But I couldn't find the words
To get it out
Now I know love is the way
Get it out
I had a sound in my head
But I couldn't find the words
To get it out
Now I know love is the way
Get it out, get it out
I see death in the breadline
I see deaths on the vine
I had a sound in my head
And I couldn't get it out, get it out
I've been up all night
I've been up all day
I was born with a sound
I was born with a sound
I was born with a sound
I was born with a sound
I was born with a sound