Three tower blocks glinting in the midday sun

Two ice cubes melting in a glass of white rum

Head for the places that I've never gone

(I can't get through to myself)

(Just can't get through to myself)

Eight beggers choking on a slice of red pie

Two rivers freezing in a broken goodbye

No hesitation, just a kick in the eye

(I can't get through to myself)

(Just can't get through to myself)

And we do alot of learning everyday

Or so it seems but the road it keeps turning

And i'm right back here again

Blue leather jacket and a helium voice

(I can't get through to myself)

My head is reeling from too much choice

(I can't get through to myself)

I can't get through to myself

Just can't get through to myself...