First boy, I think you should know
If you try hard then you might get a part as a
Doe-eyed, impressionist mime
Bare as the lives of the footballer’s wives that surround you
Their diamonds aloft
A system of pistons, arachnid and blistered
A billboard, a murder of crows
While princes fly drones that can see through your bones
And the wind stops, the temperature drops
And harpies melt through you like horses to glue
I believe you, but not what you say
To close in around 'til you’re scorched and undrowned
They devour you, and totter in heels
And who wants the Falklands? And who wants the Balkans?
I love you, just like a bank
There’s so much to talk about that we don’t talk about, boy
Trust in me, I fell
She said, it fills me with dread
The people in Parliament don’t know that half of it
Please son, it’s only a sport
The fate of a ball don’t enthrall me at all
So relax here, go through it again
Who have you seen knows what all of it means?
I fell down, down
Then I, saw a billionaire
With all his innards nailed
To the walls, to the walls, to the west
Don’t fear it now, but don’t stop asking
Hey man, you’re probably right
It’s not a galaxy made for a guy like me
Birdless, the edge of the world
The edge of my memory some kind of energy
Burned up, and frittered away
Bile in the gutters and gout for a god
But I’m lawful, I kept my head down
I turned a blind eye and I played my cards right
I’m in debt, man, I waited too long
I bought all the right things, I thought all the right things
I’m lonely, I dunno myself
I thought there was something, I’m waiting for something
Oh down, down
Don’t leave, don’t leave, don’t leave
(To the walls, to the walls, to the west)
Don’t leave, don’t let me down