The Cut

Echo And The Bunnymen - The Cutter

Who s on the seventh floor

Brewing alternatives

What s in the bottom drawer

Waiting for things to give

Spare us the cutter

Couldn t cut the mustard

Conquering myself

Until I see another hurdle approaching

Say we can, say we will

Not just another drop in the ocean

Come to the free for all

With seven tapered knives

Some of them six feet tall

We will escape our lives

Am I the happy loss

Will I still recoil

When the skin is lost

Am I the worthy cross

Will I still be soiled

When the dirt is off

Not just another drop in the ocean, ocean

Watch the fingers close

When the hands are cold