Elin's Photograph - Strangelove

Rat-a-tat-tat on the window

Of a casualty dawn

The wind’s tapping out a message for us

A message I already know

The wind’s picking up as our words become

The litter of the night before

Words who seem so empty now

Blowing round the room

Getting twisted and torn

Everybody’s in their own world

Everybody’s staring at the floor

No-one wanna see the sign in the sky

Says people don’t talk anymore

I don’t wanna stay here

But I don’t think I can go

I don’t wanna stay here

But I really don’t think I can go

But I really don’t think I can go

It must have been some evil one

It must have been a twisted joke

Whoever it was round here

Who turned on that radio

My God it’s a sick world

Out there on the radio

Any way that you look at it man

We’re on our way out

At the end of it all

I gotta say it’s a sick world

In here it’s a human disgrace

Ru saying if we can get some

We’re going to make it to the moon

But I don’t wanna go there

But I don’t wanna stay

No I don’t wanna stay here

No I really don’t think I can go

No I really don’t think I can go

No I really don’t think I can go

No I really don’t think I can go

Oh no

Oh no

Nowere to go

Oh no

'Cause we’re all going down together, together

Yeah, we’re all going down together, forever

Yes, we’re all going down forever, forever

We’re all going down forever, together

Forever, together

Together, gorever

Going down, down, down

Going down

(Down, down, down)

(Down, down, down)

(Down, down, down)

(Down, down, down)