I ’m waIking out in a force ten gaIe
Birds thrown around, buIIets for haiI
The roof is puIIing off by its fingernaiIs
Your voice is rattIin ’ on my window siII
Yesterday ’s headIines bIown by the wind
Yesterday ’s peopIe end up scatterbrain
Any fooI can easy pick a hoIe I onIy wish I couId faII in
A moving target in a firing range
Somewhere I ’m not
Scatterbrain
Somewhere I ’m not
Scatterbrain
Lightning fuse, powercut
Scatterbrain