I m walking out in a force ten gale
Birds thrown around, bullets for hail
The roof is pulling off by its fingernails
Your voice is rattlin on my window sill
Yesterday s headlines blown by the wind
Yesterday s people end up scatterbrain
Any fool can easy pick a hole I only wish I could fall in
A moving target in a firing range
Somewhere I m not
Scatterbrain
Somewhere I m not
Scatterbrain
Lightning fuse, powercut
Scatterbrain

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