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