Sitting Ducks

Sitting ducks and people kill you Wait your turn and they will take you In the light where they can't see In this room where they can't breathe What have we done, what have we done? See how they run, head for the sun Look at the tears, look at their eyes Look at the tears stream down Pierced with the tip of the end of a nail Sweet execution Kissed with a spell from the lips of a girl… Say what you see what you wanted to say, aahh Look at the tears as they stream down my face Think of the time that we wanted to waste Look at this corner in space On and on and on… On and on and on… On and on and on… On and on and on… On and on and on… On and on and on… On and on and on… Pierced with the tip of the end of a nail This is our house! This is our house! This is our house! This is our house!