Closer

Don’t you see, you have to be
Closer
Can’t you hide behind a smile
Oh closer, and closer

I was in the parlour band
When all the lights
Came down around
And all the people cried

The things they’ll have you do
When they have a fist in your soul
The things they make you do
When they have a fist in your,
They have a fist in your

Twist in me, that memory
A blistering gale spins me around again
Kiss and tell, oh you would, break
The spell you cast her
The one you thought you love

But all the things you do
When they have a fist in your
Drawing you ‘round like a spastic clown
They’ll make you do
When they have a fist in your
Soul, but all the things you do
When they have a fist in your,
Have a fist in your
They have a fist in your
They have a fist in your
They have a fist in your
They have a fist in your
They have a fist in your
They have a fist in your
Your soul

And all the lights
Came down around
And all the people cried