Street Spirit (Fade Out)

Rows of houses, all bearing down on me I can feel their blue hands touching me All these things into position All these things will one day take control Fade out again, fade out again Cracked eggs, dead birds Scream as they fight for life I can feel death, can see its beady eyes All these things into position All these things will one day take control Fade out again, fade out again Fade out again, fade out again