...And Through The Wire

And through the wire, I hear your voice

And through the wire, I touch the power

And through the wire, I see your face

It's through the wire

Friday night, you're staying at home I want you

I'm tickling and clicking a metronome I want you

Prowling the waterhole-I wait for the kill I want you

Pressure's building-overspill I want you

And through the wire, you are secure

And through the wire, we can talk

And through the wire, we can walk

It's through the wire

Watchmaker steadies his delicate hand I want you

For barbeque parties on blood red sands I want you

Caught in the struggle tight on the rod I want you

Bring out the devil to bring out the god I want you

And through the wire, I hear your voice

And through the wire, I touch the power

And through the wire, I see your face

It's through the wire

Driving 'round the city rings

Staring at the shape of things

I talk in pictures not in words

Overloaded with everything we said

Be careful where you tread

Watch the wire

And through the wire, you are secure

And through the wire, we can talk

And through the wire, we can walk

And through the wire, we're clinging like leeches

And through the wire, we push out tailormade speeches

And through the wire we get so strange across the border

We get so strange across the border