The Cutter - Echo & the Bunnymen

Who’s on the seventh floor

Brewing alternatives

What’s in the bottom drawer

Waiting for things to give

Spare us the cutter

Spare us the cutter

Couldn’t cut the

Mustard

Conquering myself until

I see another hurdle approaching

Say we can, say we will

Not just another drop in the ocean

Come to the free for all

With Sellotape and knives

Some of us six feet tall

We will escape our lies

Spare us the cutter

Spare us the cutter

Couldn’t cut the

M-m-mustard

Am I the happy loss

Will I still recoil

When the skin is lost

Am I the worthy cross

Will I still be soiled

When the dirt is off

Ocean

Watch the fingers close

When the hands are cold

Am I the happy loss

Will I still recoil

When the skin is lost

Am I the worthy cross

Will I still be soiled

When the dirt is off

Am I the happy loss

Will I still be soiled

When the dirt is off