Oblivious (12" Mix)
From the mountain tops down to the sunny street
A different drum is playin' a different kind of beat
It's like a mystery that never ends
I see you cryin' and I want to kill your friends
I hear your footsteps in the street
It won't be long before we meet, it's obvious
Just count me in and count me out
And I'll be waitin' for the shout, oblivious
Met Mo and she's okay, said no one really changed
Got different badges but they wear them just the same
Down by the ballroom I recognized
That flamin' fountain in those kindred carin' eyes
I hear your footsteps in the street
It won't be long before we meet, it's obvious
Just count me in and count me out
And I'll be waitin' for the shout, oblivious
I hope it haunts me 'til I'm hopeless
I hope it hits you when you go
And sometimes on the edge of sleepin'
It rises up to let me know, it's not so deep, I'm not so slow
They're callin' all the shots, they'll call and say they phoned
They'll call us lonely when we're really just alone
Like a funny film, it's kinda cute
They've bought the bullets and there's no one left to shoot
I hear your footsteps in the street
It won't be long before we meet, it's obvious
Just count me in and count me out
And I'll be waitin' for the shout, oblivious
I hear your footsteps in the street
It won't be long before we meet, it's obvious
Just count me in and count me out
And I'll be waitin' for the shout, oblivious
A different drum is playin' a different kind of beat
It's like a mystery that never ends
I see you cryin' and I want to kill your friends
I hear your footsteps in the street
It won't be long before we meet, it's obvious
Just count me in and count me out
And I'll be waitin' for the shout, oblivious
Met Mo and she's okay, said no one really changed
Got different badges but they wear them just the same
Down by the ballroom I recognized
That flamin' fountain in those kindred carin' eyes
I hear your footsteps in the street
It won't be long before we meet, it's obvious
Just count me in and count me out
And I'll be waitin' for the shout, oblivious
I hope it haunts me 'til I'm hopeless
I hope it hits you when you go
And sometimes on the edge of sleepin'
It rises up to let me know, it's not so deep, I'm not so slow
They're callin' all the shots, they'll call and say they phoned
They'll call us lonely when we're really just alone
Like a funny film, it's kinda cute
They've bought the bullets and there's no one left to shoot
I hear your footsteps in the street
It won't be long before we meet, it's obvious
Just count me in and count me out
And I'll be waitin' for the shout, oblivious
I hear your footsteps in the street
It won't be long before we meet, it's obvious
Just count me in and count me out
And I'll be waitin' for the shout, oblivious
Credits
Writer(s): Roddy Frame
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