Tourists - Walls And Foundations

Walls and foundations

scattering nations

hungry and ill

contraceptive pill

sick on the pavement

the hospital i

remember it still ah

the confused clergy

red light emergency

the fluid movement

so sad bereavement

in lines we stand

vainly demand

our happiness

oh my god what a mess oh no


but i need to know... i need the space

i need to grow... out of this place

i need to know... i need the space

i need to grow

out of this place.


Money and weddings

solid objections

echoing cyniks [sic]

in an empty church

laughing hyena's [sic]

in the caged up mad house

the dying drunks on

the streets as they lurch

into the fleeing pedestrian nightmare

i must lie down now

i cant take any more now no no...


but i need to know... i need the space

i need to grow... out of this place

i need to know... i need the space

i need to grow out of this place

thats right