Lyrics

ELECTRICITY

I suppose you think it feels like electricity.
But it's really just a playground for the phantoms of your history.
'cos you're stuck in your brain with the shame and the shackles of misery.
Lots of time for complaining, and savouring each little victory.

'Cos with you there's no seeing beyond the obvious.
There's no feeling beyond the loneliness.
I could pull out your feathers, break back your wings,
tie you in knots and then cut off the strings,
but you wouldn't feel a thing, would you?
You wouldn't feel a thing.
You wouldn't feel a thing, would you?
You wouldn't feel a thing.
You wouldn't feel a thing.

I suppose you think it feels like your world is in motion.
But I'm seriously starting to question your intelligence quotient.
'Cos you're stuck in a time when your presence inspired devotion.
But it's all in your mind, you're just another drop in the ocean.

'Cos with you there's no seeing beyond the obvious.
There's no feeling beyond the loneliness.
You say you need some more dubloons to be someone,
we're just here for a second and then we are gone.
You've never felt a thing, have you?
You've never felt a thing.
You've never felt a thing have you?
You've never felt a thing.
You've never felt a thing.

I'd come up to see you and meet you halfway,
but it's hard to predict what you're feeling today.
Misery and victory - it's all electricity,
and St. Elmo's Fire is coming to burn you away.

'Cos with you there's no seeing beyond the obvious.
There's no feeling beyond the loneliness,
and I could pull out your feathers, break back your wings,
tie you in knots and then cut off the strings.
But you wouldn't feel a thing, would you?
You wouldn't feel a thing.
You wouldn't feel a thing would you?
You wouldn't feel a thing.
You wouldn't feel a thing.