The Finest Drops - Wire

The island monkeys love the dark

No one is home, they’re thin-skinned sharks

Hue exchanging gives sea-leg walks

No one is home, the chemicals talk

Load up the spoiled goods

Hook up the spoiled gods

Fill up the kindness cups

Drink up the finest drops

Feeding frenzy, sleepless attacks

No one is home, power attracts

Death on a raft, life in a whale

No one is home to finish the tale

Paint it red, light it in blue

No one is home over at the zoo

Lashing together, a timbre design

No one is home, no one is blind

The last boat launched, cling to the rail

No one is home, they’re in full sail

Forging chains, caught on the tracks

No one is home and they’re not coming back

The island monkeys love the dark

No one is home, they’ve gone for a walk

The island monkeys love the dark

No one is home, the chemicals talk