On the high-rise estate<br />
What's at the back of your mind ? <br />
Oh, a three-day debate<br />
On a high-rise estate<br />
What's at the back of your mind ? <br />
<br />
Two icy-cold hands conducting the way<br />
Its the eskimo blood in my veins<br />
Amid concrete and clay<br />
And general decay<br />
Nature must still find a way<br />
So ignore all the codes of the day<br />
Let your juvenile influences sway<br />
This way and that way (this way)<br />
This way and that way (this way)<br />
God, how sex implores you<br />
To let yourself lose yourself<br />
<br />
Stretch out and wait<br />
Stretch out and wait<br />
Oh ... let your puny body, lie down, lie down<br />
As we lie, you say<br />
As we lie, you say<br />
Stretch out and ...<br />
Stretch out and wait<br />
Stretch out and wait<br />
Oh ... let your puny body lie down, lie down<br />
<br />
As we lie, you say :<br />
Will the world end in the night time ? <br />
(I really don't know)<br />
Or will the world end in the day time ? <br />
(I really don't know)<br />
And is there any point ever having children ? <br />
Oh, I don't know<br />
What I do know is were here and it's now<br />
<br />
So ... stretch out and wait<br />
Stretch out and wait<br />
There is no debate, no debate, no debate<br />
How can you conciously contemplate<br />
When there's no debate, no debate ? <br />
Stretch out and wait<br />
Stretch out and wait<br />
Stretch out and wait<br />
Wait<br />
Wait<br />
Wait<br />
Wait