we wake up in the west nin pieces on blank screens na requiem for radio nwe've been singing in our sleep nthe chorus will laugh it off nwith hearts buried in the dream singing softly nthere's a fire in the east tonight nthat no one's putting out nwatch the doves as they scatter nas they shout each other down nand the body politic swears noh it couldn't be our fault nwith soldiers marching n they'll laugh and they'll dance nas they pull at your strings nwith white rooms and white lies nand with black and white dreams nthey'll paint you a picture nthey'll sell you a scene nelectric and alive nthe canopy breathes nthere's a world at our window nand a swan song on our lips nand each of our self-interest sins nslaughter faith's indulgences nall the silence of the lambs nall the chill of the scientist nthey bleed us like this nthey'll laugh and they'll dance nas they pull at your strings nwith white rooms and white lies nand with black and white dreams /nthey'll paint you a picture nthey'll sell you a scene nelectric and alive nthe canopy breathesnfall in and out of love and sleep ( 4x)nsilently nthey'll laugh and they'll dance nas they pull at your strings nwith white rooms and white lies nand with black and white dreams /nthey'll paint you a picture nthey'll sell you a scene nelectric and alive nthe canopy breathes