The odd times we slip    And slither down the dark hall    Fingers point from old windows    An eerie shadow falls    I'm walking on the spot    To show that I'm alive    Moving every bone in my body    From side to side       Will we be in our minds when the dawn breaks    Can we look the milkman in the eye    The world is somehow different, you have all been changed    Before my very eyes       Walk around your home    Pour yourself a drink    Fire one more torpedo, baby    Watch the kitchen sink    You're lounging on the sofa, maybe    See the living room die    The dishes are unwashed and broken    All you do is cry       See the living room die    The dishes are unwashed and broken    All you do is cry