Drag the shades across the window
Don't answer any knock at the door
Keep your hand on the weapon beside you
Keep your eyes out for the law
Don't you know and you gotta be all you can be
We're told to run towards the future
While they're standing on our feet
And be content with the scraps that they throw us
After promising a feast
If you didn't have a gun then I wouldn't need a gun

• Adieu Clo-clo
• Blue Room in Archway
• Comb Your Hair
• Eurostar
• Free Huey
• High as Monkeys
• Jimmy Webb is God
• Kingsize
• Monuments for a Dead Century
• She is Everywhere
• Song from The Blue Room
• The Future is Now
• The Old Newsstand at Hamilton Square