Winter of '79

Your picture of yourself is a media myth

Underneath this floor we're on the edge of a cliff

Someone told me

Jesus was the

Devil's lover

While we masturbated on a magazine cover

Chorus: Dead in the streets

Who's that girl?

Ireland screams

Africa burns

Suburbia stumbles

The tides are turned

I can feel the fear in the

Western world

I can feel the fear in the

Western world

I can feel the fear in the

Western world

I can feel the fear in the

Western The

Western world

Mama's still on valium,

Daddy puts the news on

TV orphans laugh at the confusion

The audience finds itself on the stage

Fifty million people in a state of decay (Chorus)

The party goes on behind elevator doors

While the elevator plummets from the 69th floor

All the cars lost in the scrapyards of paradise

The newspaper photographs have all come alive (Chorus)

I can feel the fear in the

Western world

I can feel the fear in the

Western world

I can feel the fear in the

Western world

I can feel the fear in the

Western The

Western world