Climbing the Wall

I'm just lying here thinking to myself again

I'm round the bend

I've been driving round talking to myself again

No making no sense

So what makes you and what makes me?

What makes men lie through their teeth?

And what makes ten ton birds fly me across the sea?

And who's to say that if the sun went out today

That all the movie stars would drive their cars away

The fallen angels from their pay checks on parade

What's going down?

What's going around?

I'm climbing the wall

I'm standing here looking at myself again

I'm going blind

I'm just sitting here playing with myself again

It's turning me on

So what makes you and what makes me?

What makes women lie through their teeth?

And what makes ten ton ships sail me across the sea?

And who's to say that if the sun went out today

That all the movie stars would drive their cars away

The fallen angels from their pay checks on parade

What's going down?

What's going around?

I'm climbing the wall

So what makes you and what makes me?

What makes people lie through their teeth?

And what makes ten ton trains rail me under the sea?

And who's to say that if the sun went out today

That all the movie stars would drive their cars away

Fallen angels from their pay checks on parade

What's going down?

What's going around?

I'm climbing the wall