I take a look around don't see much left here in this desolate town that i grew up in around

there was a sleight of hand we're told it wasnt planned a tiger roared and everyone you know lost their land the cash rolled out and nothing got better nowadays it seems to happen more than ever

In echoey chambers We're afraid of our neighbours Look at them as strangers Keep away from all those freaks and weirdos

dont you think everything feels strange is it just me or has everything always been different?

sleight of hand we're told it wasnt planned a tiger roared and everyone you know lost their land the cash rolled out and nothing got better i suppose nowadays it happens more than ever

i see those old folk the ones that always spoke they spread their rumours like cancerous tumours

the talk of the town makes a name for herself tonight when she finally swings around

sleight of hand we're told it wasnt planned a tiger roared and everyone you know lost their land the cash rolled out and nothing got better i suppose nowadays it happens more than ever