- After a Fashion
After a fashion, which is
Purely the mood that takes me
I'll set my mouth on fire,
and kiss ya 'til ya blister
the tears i cry
Out over her
spell out a word
- Shivers
1979
I've been contemplating suicide,
But it really doesn't suit my style,
So i think i'll just act bored instead
Who can take (alt: and contain) the blood i would've shed?
She makes me feel so ugly (alt: so weary) (alt: so ill at ease)
- Somebody's Watching
Somebody’s watching me
I hope they don’t kiss and tell
Somebody’s watching me
But I can’t see them very well
I use the supernatural, I use Mother Nature as well
Somebody’s following me
- The Nightwatchman
Don't watch the nightwatchman
He finds it hard to say hello
He sits in his silent tower
He watches you come and go
And he's waiting for you tonight
Don't watch the nightwatchman
He finds it hard to say hello
- the voice
The voice the voice it troubles you for there is no one there at all
You have the choice, she could be black or white,
you are not trapped (tricked?), you can rise or you can fall
It’s not up to me, I’ve been caught in the lights
I am no Houdini, I’ve been mesmerized
By sights and sounds
And the voice, the voice it’s calling you