Well the wall's to wet to sit on   And there's a curtain right over my head   Stamp my feet waiting for a bus   But decide to walk instead      And the american saxophoner follows me   All the way from the tele to the public house   My fingers are always in my ears   But the reeds always in their mouth      And if you've ever crossed your heart and hoped to die   The voices in your head saying you must cry   Then there's more to you than meets the eye   But if you go about your business with capital b   They're sure to cut you up with a capital c   And then you will be dead with a capital d      Just step outside      Well we could stop for a conversasion   If we could think of anything to say   But you know you've got nothing to talk about   When nothing happened yesterday      And if I ever commited a murder   I think I'd go about it this way   Never mine a rope or a dagger and a cloak   I could spend a week on this estate      And if you've ever crossed your heart and hoped to die   The voices in your head saying you must cry   Then there's more to you than meets the eye   But if you go about your business with capital b   They're sure to cut you up with a capital c   And then you will be dead with a capital a      Just step outside      What are you doing tomorrow   And the day after and the day after that   Got some money I can borrow?    I've become the person I've admired      And if you've ever crossed your heart and hoped to die   The voices in your head saying you must cry   Then there's more to you than meets the eye   But if you go about your business with capital b   They're sure to cut you up with a capital c   And then you will be dead with a capital b