STREET SPIRIT (FADE OUT)

Rows of houses all bearing down on me
I can feel their blue hands touching me

All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole

And fade out again
And fade out

This machine will, will not communicate
These thoughts and the strain I am under

Be a world child, form a circle
Before we all
Go under

And fade out again
And fade out again

Cracked eggs, dead birds
Scream as they fight for life
I can feel death, can see its beady eyes

All these things into position
All these things we'll one day swallow whole

And fade out again
And fade out again

Immerse your soul in love
Immerse your soul in love