The Police and the Private

Get straight, wait here while I try to find the exit sign When we stop asking strangers, no one wants what we want Keep one eye on the door, keep one eye on the bag Never expect to be sure You're working for the police and the private, the pirates and the pilots Fingerprinted waiting for the train The doctor, the writer, the hairdresser, Felt up and fingerprinted waiting for the train Lord lord mother, you're all losing love Lord listen lover, you're all missing mama Lord lord mother, you're all losing love Lord listen lover, you're all missing something I don't got There's a place that ends here I know When they close the gates I'll cry I'm so tired of never sleeping The whole world wants what we're on Didn't make this up I learned, I learned it from a friend My friend is coming clean, she told me Keep one eye on the door, keep one eye on the bed Never expect to be sure, who you're working for You're working for the police and the private, the pirates and the pilots Fingerprinted waiting for the train The doctor, the writer, the garbage collector Fingerprinted waiting for the train Lord lord mother, you're all losing love Lord listen lover, you're all missing mama Lord lord mother, you're all losing love Lord listen lover, you're all missing mama Lord lord mother, you're all losing love Lord listen lover, you're all missing mama Lord lord mother, you're all losing love Lord listen lover, you're all missing love Got to get out Got to get to you, the orphanage is closing in an hour --- The Police and the Private - Metric