Who do you suspect?
The girl who's dancing like a muppet?
Or the amputee?
The one in cords who told me tales
Of teenage troubles in Northern town
Intense young men with their sleeves rolled down
But the difference between you and me is that I'm not on fire.
Who we do let go?
Your uncle or the passing wino?
Will the years heal their wounds
And memories of radiators?
Talk in code, or don't talk at all.
Intense young men in a well lit hall
But the difference between you and me is that I'm not on fire.
Who do we shoot first?
Who do we shoot first?
Who do we shoot first?
Who do we shoot first?
Who do we shoot first?
Who do we shoot first?
Who do we shoot first?
Who do we shoot first?