читать дальшеAnd through the wire I hear your voice And through the wire I touch the power And through the wire I see your face It's through the wire
Friday night, you're staying at home I want you I'm ticking and clicking a metronome I want you Prowling the waterhole, I wait for the kill I want you Pressures building-overspill I want you
And through the wire I hear your voice And through the wire I touch the power And through the wire I see your face It's through the wire
Watchmaker steadies his delicate hand I want you For barbecue parties on blood red sands I want you Caught in the struggle tight on the rod I want you Bring out the devil bring out the god I want you
And through the wire You are secure And through the wire We can talk And through the wire We can walk It's through the wire
Driving round the city rings Staring at the shape of things I talk in pictures not in words Overloaded with everything we said Be careful where you tread Watch the wire
And through the wire You are secure And through the wire We can talk And through the wire We will walk
And through the wire We're clinging like leeches And through the wire We push our tailor made speeches And through the wire And through the wire And through the wire We get so strange across the border We get so strange across the border...