I hold the world between my hands
She feels so light like she might try to escape tonight
She's so full of helium and she tries to escape
But I catch her on my string
And she will stay another day, just one more day
I look at the world
I like what I like
Listen to the world I hear noises in the night
Late October in a Berlin bar
There moves an army in a surplus car
We're playing with fire so we'd better land soon
We'd better not burn
I look at the world
I like what I like
Listen to the world I hear explosions in the night
Shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked
Shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked
I'm the transistor resistor I'm nuclear fear
I think I'll invest in a movie career
I think I'll direct yeah that's just what we need
I'm chasing the clock
I'm racing racing racing
I'm shellshocked
I'm shellshocked
I'm shellshocked
I'm shellshocked
The sky is falling and I'm shellshocked, shellshocked
The earth is shaking and I'm shellshocked, shellshocked
The sky is falling and I'm shellshocked, shellshocked
The floor is moving and I'm shellshocked, shellshocked
Shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked shellshocked
Shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked
Shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked shellshocked
Shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked
© 1980 Music For Masses
Words and Music by Chris Wardman
She feels so light like she might try to escape tonight
She's so full of helium and she tries to escape
But I catch her on my string
And she will stay another day, just one more day
I look at the world
I like what I like
Listen to the world I hear noises in the night
Late October in a Berlin bar
There moves an army in a surplus car
We're playing with fire so we'd better land soon
We'd better not burn
I look at the world
I like what I like
Listen to the world I hear explosions in the night
Shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked
Shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked
I'm the transistor resistor I'm nuclear fear
I think I'll invest in a movie career
I think I'll direct yeah that's just what we need
I'm chasing the clock
I'm racing racing racing
I'm shellshocked
I'm shellshocked
I'm shellshocked
I'm shellshocked
The sky is falling and I'm shellshocked, shellshocked
The earth is shaking and I'm shellshocked, shellshocked
The sky is falling and I'm shellshocked, shellshocked
The floor is moving and I'm shellshocked, shellshocked
Shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked shellshocked
Shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked
Shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked shellshocked
Shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked, shellshocked
© 1980 Music For Masses
Words and Music by Chris Wardman