You and me 
are hanging off the edge of our dream 
last piece to eat
we've got the bones instead of the meat
I've got you 
        smothering
                 squeezing my poor neck 
which chance to choose?
the last word to say or the last breath to take

will somebody remember our names?

The future's bleak
you're fed up of ephemeral hopes
You look so weak 
now you cannot keep on anymore
But all the freaks
                [bad word] out 
                       someday of their shells
Go down the streets
All hand in hand
And hail us, hail us, hail! 
 
will somebody remember our names?
You and me 
are hanging off the edge of our dream 
last piece to eat
we've got the bones instead of the meat
I've got you 
        smothering
                 squeezing my poor neck 
which chance to choose?
the last piece to eat or the last word to say

will somebody remember our names?
somebody will