Where are we? What the hell is going on? The dust has only just began to fall Crop circles in the carpet Sinking, feeling Spin me 'round again And rub my eyes This can't be happening When busy streets amass with people Would stop to hold their heads heavy Hide and seek Trains and sewing machines All those years They were here first Oily marks appear on walls Where pleasure moments hung Before the takeover The sweeping insensitivity Of this still life Hide and seek Trains and sewing machines (oh, you won't catch me around here) Blood and tears They were here first Mmm, whatcha say? Mm, that you only meant well? Well, of course you did Mmm, whatcha say? Mm, that it's all for the best? Of course it is Mmm, whatcha say? Mm, that it's just what we need? You decided this Ooh, whatcha say? Oh, what did she say? Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs Speak no feeling, no, I don't believe you You don't care a bit You don't care a bit (Hide and seek) Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs (Hide and seek) Speak no feeling, no, I don't believe you You don't care a bit You don't care a bit (Hide and seek) You don't care a bit You don't care a bit You don't care a bit (Hide and seek) You don't care a bit You don't care a bit You don't care a bit