Someone's Looking At You

On a night like this I deserve to get kissed at least once or twice

You come over to my place screaming blue murder, needing someplace to hide.

Well, I wish you'd keep quiet,

Imaginations run riot,

In these paper-thin walls.

And when the place comes ablaze with a thousand dropped names

I don't know who to call.

But I got a friend over there in the government block

And he knows the situation and he's taking stock,

I think I'll call him up now

Put him on the spot, tonight.

They saw me there in the square when I was shooting my mouth off

About saving some fish.

Now could that be construed as some radical's views or some liberals' wish.

And it's so hot outside,

And the air is so sweet,

And when the pressure drop is heavy I don't wanna hear you speak.

You know most killing is committed at 90 degrees.

When it's too hot to breathe

And it's too hot to think.

There's always someone looking at you.

S-s-s-s-someone.

They're looking at you.

And I wish you'd stop whispering.

Don't flatter yourself, nobody's listening.

Still it makes me nervous, those things you say.

You may as well

Shout it from the roof

Scream it from your lungs

Spit it from you mouth

There's a spy in the sky

There's a noise on the wire

There's a tap on the line

And for every paranoid's desire...

There's always Somone looking at you.

S-s-s-s-someone looking at you...

They're always looking at you.

(written by Bob Geldof)

(taken from the album "The fine art of surfacing")