'Flow my tears', the new Police song
The slogan of peace is 'You must live'
They've got me and I'm one of them
"Cancel silence", they screamed for days
"We've been here before, we won't stay"
They can die, they can just turn off
Some vehicle moves in circles
Some people need the heroes
But I don't mind
I don't mind
Please listen to the sirens
We don't wish to be your friends
Please listen to the sirens
We won't ever call again
Mister Webb, there is no way out
Love this room, please don't fight your walls
Can't you see I'm wasting your time?
A streetcar's rusting unseen
Music hall's empty like me
But I don't care
I don't care
Please listen to the sirens
We don't wish to be your friends
Please listen to the sirens
We won't ever call again
If I could stay here for now
With someone just a bit like you, oh, no
Maybe I would dream again
Of someone just a bit like you, s'pose so
Station boys keep their hands on steel
Tube way days now seem quite unreal
It's always so close but never quite arrives
My face is like an old film, shaky
There's nothing through my window, oh my
No photo by my bedside, black, white
No image in my mirror, bye bye
The slogan of peace is 'You must live'
They've got me and I'm one of them
"Cancel silence", they screamed for days
"We've been here before, we won't stay"
They can die, they can just turn off
Some vehicle moves in circles
Some people need the heroes
But I don't mind
I don't mind
Please listen to the sirens
We don't wish to be your friends
Please listen to the sirens
We won't ever call again
Mister Webb, there is no way out
Love this room, please don't fight your walls
Can't you see I'm wasting your time?
A streetcar's rusting unseen
Music hall's empty like me
But I don't care
I don't care
Please listen to the sirens
We don't wish to be your friends
Please listen to the sirens
We won't ever call again
If I could stay here for now
With someone just a bit like you, oh, no
Maybe I would dream again
Of someone just a bit like you, s'pose so
Station boys keep their hands on steel
Tube way days now seem quite unreal
It's always so close but never quite arrives
My face is like an old film, shaky
There's nothing through my window, oh my
No photo by my bedside, black, white
No image in my mirror, bye bye
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