Disorder

I've been waiting for someone to come and take me by the hand

Could these sensations make me feel the pleasures of a normal man?

Love sensations, spare the insults

Leave them for another day

I've got the spirit, lose the feeling

Take the shock away

It's getting faster, moving faster

It's getting out of hand

On the tenth floor, down the back stairs

It's a no man's land

Lights are flashing, cars are crashing

Getting frequent now

I've got the spirit, lose the feeling

Dance it out somehow

What means to you, what means to me

And we will meet again

I'm watching you, I'm watching

And I'll take no pity from your friends

Who is right? Who can tell?

And who gives a damn right now?

Until the spirit, new sensation takes hold

Then you know

Until the spirit, new sensation takes hold

Then you know

Until the spirit, new sensation takes hold

Then you know

I've got the spirit

Lose the feeling

I've got the spirit

Lose the feeling