On a night like this I deserve to get kissed at least once or twice
You come over to my place screaming blue murder, needing someplace to hide.
Well, I wish you'd keep quiet,
Imaginations run riot,
In these paper-thin walls.
And when the place comes ablaze with a thousand dropped names
I don't know who to call.
But I got a friend over there in the government block
And he knows the situation and he's taking stock,
I think I'll call him up now
Put him on the spot, tonight.

They saw me there in the square when I was shooting my mouth off
About saving some fish.
Now could that be construed as some radical's views or some liberals' wish.
And it's so hot outside,
And the air is so sweet,
And when the pressure drop is heavy I don't wanna hear you speak.
You know most killing is committed at 90 degrees.
When it's too hot to breathe
And it's too hot to think.

There's always someone looking at you.
S-s-s-s-someone.
They're looking at you.

And I wish you'd stop whispering.
Don't flatter yourself, nobody's listening.
Still it makes me nervous, those things you say.
You may as well
Shout it from the roof
Scream it from your lungs
Spit it from you mouth
There's a spy in the sky
There's a noise on the wire
There's a tap on the line
And for every paranoid's desire...

There's always Somone looking at you.
S-s-s-s-someone looking at you...
They're always looking at you.


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    General CommentA shade of necessity
    That wanders serenely and ineluctably into the soul
    And dissolves it in joy
    In serene enchantment
    So that the angels might carry it into infinity
    How small and light the world is in your hands
    You brought me a little seaweed in your hair
    And a scent of wind that came from afar
    And arrives weighted—in primordial dreams
    Prostitute
    Who called you to life?
    Where do you come from?
    And you look at the profane blond angel
    Who loves you not and you love not
    And who suffers
    Who tired kisses you
    In the thundering twilight
    Roar of life
    Intense and fugitive joy …

    And the city understands
    And lights up!

    [paraphrased]
    sillybunnyon September 09, 2006   Link
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    General Comment"On a night like this I deserve to get kissed at least once or twice."

    That line always has me saying- "AWWW. AWWWWWWWWWW. AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!"
    EnduringChillon February 11, 2012   Link

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