Outside, Lookin' In - Say Hi

Don’t make a move

Don’t blink or breath

I hope that no telephones ring

A tiny twig snaps beneath your feet

And we’ll have blown the entire

Thing

And we’ll be on the outside, lookin' in

Whoa Ooh Whoa Oh

I heard it used to be different: the hot-button more like lukewarm.

But things have changed: priorities, margins on paper and

Currency

And we’ll be on the outside, lookin' in

Whoa Ooh Whoa Oh