Something seems up with the site's algorithm. Here are the proper lyrics for "Digging Shelters" by Neil Halstead:
Computer, what’s the point in this?
You do all the thinkin’—where are we?
Just diggin’ shelters in the snow—
Build a house of dream and domino.
Oh no. It’s fallen down.
Got my headphones on—I won’t hear a sound.
Oh no. It’s all broke down.
Eyes out on the road, but no one comes along
When you want ‘em to.
Let your hair hang long.
Yeah, that old north wind is blowin’ through these cracked up walls.
And you won’t feel so strong.
Voices on the street—yeah, it’s closin’ time again.
Computer, what’s the point in this?
You do all the thinkin’—where are we?
Just buildin’ shelters in the snow—
Build a house of dream and domino.
Oh no. It’s fallen down.
Got my headphones on—I won’t hear a sound.
Yeah, it’s all broke down.
Eyes out on the road, but no one comes along
When you want ‘em to.
Something seems up with the site's algorithm. Here are the proper lyrics for "Digging Shelters" by Neil Halstead:
Computer, what’s the point in this? You do all the thinkin’—where are we? Just diggin’ shelters in the snow— Build a house of dream and domino.
Oh no. It’s fallen down. Got my headphones on—I won’t hear a sound. Oh no. It’s all broke down. Eyes out on the road, but no one comes along When you want ‘em to.
Let your hair hang long. Yeah, that old north wind is blowin’ through these cracked up walls. And you won’t feel so strong. Voices on the street—yeah, it’s closin’ time again.
Computer, what’s the point in this? You do all the thinkin’—where are we? Just buildin’ shelters in the snow— Build a house of dream and domino.
Oh no. It’s fallen down. Got my headphones on—I won’t hear a sound. Yeah, it’s all broke down. Eyes out on the road, but no one comes along When you want ‘em to.
Thanks to the editor(s) for the fix.
Thanks to the editor(s) for the fix.