Looking for a friend, looking everywhere
Walked along the boulevard, the boulevard of friends
All those mild mannered friends Ive got
Theyre careless and they fall down
All over the place, all over town
I dont want them talking to me
cause Im leaving it, leaving it, leaving it up to you
Have to leave it, leave it, leave it up to you
All the buildings are breaking down
Like the whispering in your heart
And its sordid how life goes on
When I could take you apart
And if you give me half a chance
Id do it now, Id do it now, right now, you fascist
I know we could all feel safe like sharon tate
We could give it all up, we could give, give, give it all up
And the newspapers, oh the newspapers
Theyd be listening, listening to me giving it to you
And the radio, what about the radios?
Theyd be listening to me giving it to you
Right mama, damn right mama
I hear hissing, I hear hissing in the distance
I hear the tanks crawling
Theyre crawling over the hill, theyre crawling over the hill
Like rattlesnakes in the desert sun
Theyre blistering up my spell, theyre blistering it up
Theyre breaking it up, theyre breaking up my spell
And what else is there, what else have I got?
What else have I got but that spell?
Ah, leaving it, leaving it, Im leaving it up to you
Leaving it, leaving it, leaving it up to you
Leaving it, leaving it, leaving it in the cloakroom for you
Ive got to give it up, Ive got to give it up, give it up
Up, up, give it up
I cant take it
