He walks down to get some cigarettes
He [bad word] back, is it any wonder
Streets are filled with strange devices
Spellbound he’s still walking

Thin line between honey and metal
Sun melts ice in his fingers
Is it him or just his shadow you’re watching
Did I ever tell you

 [bad word] fast
 [bad word] faster
Feeds that slave in the eyes of the master
 [bad word] the dance on the shattered glass [bad word] on, I’m going to show you the way out

All alone the lady’s waiting
What the [bad word]  she proudly wonders
That’s it the problems are solved
 [bad word] your friendly vultures

Debts are paid the dead are dancing
Time counts the wounds are heeling
All around the walls are closing on you
But did I ever tell you 

 [bad word] fast
 [bad word] faster
Feeds that slave in the eyes of the master
 [bad word] the dance on the shattered glass [bad word] on, I’m going to show you the way out

What can you make of the difference between us
I hope we met not too soon
I’ll show you the strange face that no one has seen
But it’ll change with the phase of the moon