Album : Melt
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The streets are lined with camera crews
Everywhere he goes is news
Today is different
Today is not the same
Today I make the action
Take snapshot into the light, snapshot into the light
I'm shooting into the light

Four miles down the cavalcade moves on
Driving into the sun
If I worked it out right
They won't see me or the gun

Two miles to go, they're clearing the road
The cheering has really begun
I've got my radio
I can hear what's going on

I've been waiting for this
I have been waiting for this
All you people in TV land
I will wake up your empty shells
Peak-time viewing blown in a flash
As I burn into your memory cells
'Cos I'm alive

They're coming 'round the corner with the bikers at the front
I'm wiping the sweat from my eyes
-It's a matter of time
-It's a matter of will
And the governor's car is not far behind
He's not the one I've got in mind
'Cos there he is-the man of the hour, standing in the limousine
"I don't really hate you
-I don't care what you do
We were made for each other
-Me and you
I want to be somebody
-You were like that too
If you don't get given you learn to take
And I will take you."

Holding my breath
Release the catch
And I let the bullet fly

All turned quiet-I have been here before
Lonely boy hiding behind the front door
Friends have all gone home
There's my toy gun on the floor
Come back Mum and Dad
You're growing apart
You know that I'm growing up sad
I need some attention
I shoot into the light
The streets are lined with camera crews   Everywhere he goes is news   Today is different   Today is not the same   Today I make the action   Take snapshot into the light, snapshot into the light   I'm shooting into the light      Four miles down the cavalcade moves on   Driving into the sun   If I worked it out right   They won't see me or the gun      Two miles to go, they're clearing the road   The cheering has really begun   I've got my radio   I can hear what's going on      I've been waiting for this   I have been waiting for this   All you people in TV land   I will wake up your empty shells   Peak-time viewing blown in a flash   As I burn into your memory cells   'Cos I'm alive      They're coming 'round the corner with the bikers at the front   I'm wiping the sweat from my eyes   -It's a matter of time   -It's a matter of will   And the governor's car is not far behind   He's not the one I've got in mind   'Cos there he is-the man of the hour, standing in the limousine   "I don't really hate you   -I don't care what you do   We were made for each other   -Me and you   I want to be somebody   -You were like that too   If you don't get given you learn to take   And I will take you."      Holding my breath   Release the catch   And I let the bullet fly      All turned quiet-I have been here before   Lonely boy hiding behind the front door   Friends have all gone home   There's my toy gun on the floor   Come back Mum and Dad   You're growing apart   You know that I'm growing up sad   I need some attention   I shoot into the light