We're cutting it fine - we're cutting it clean

The green green grass - we're living the dream

Bringing the bacon home to be cooked

We're getting ahead - we're getting hooked

On the hot north wind - we can feel the fire

From the naked heart of lost desire

The freaks of control are closing in

The clamour of bedlam is wearing thin

And the great divide - between right and wrong

The cry of madness is growing strong

Across your face your knowledge moves

And in your head the silence proves



And as you wander in search of me

You will forget what used to be

And we'll be living on borrowed time

As we cross over the forbidden line

That once was written on desert sand

We could not see, we could not understand

And all the houses in every street

Where live the millions we will not meet

As we stumble from day to day

Searching for glory on feet of clay

As we go over the final hill

For one more conquest, for one more thrill

You know the story, you know the drill



The haunted village will stand alone

When the dust has settled on your ancient bones

They will be cleaned - picked by the crows

Of your carrion dream as the ice cap flows

And the great Titanic - it sails at dawn

The day you left me - when I was born

We're heading homeward - we're heaven bound

We're sinking slowly - no sight or sound



On the great Titanic - it sails at dawn

And we'll be honey, we will be born



We're heading home now - we're heaven bound

We're sinking slowly - no sight or sound