Children walking 

Under mulberry skies 

The old conductor 

Feeds his army of spies 

I'm sewn up 

And waiting on you(2x) 



See you walking 

With a suit and a tie 

Do you tread water 

Or just skim off the sides 

I'm sewn up 

And waiting on you (2x) 



Never raised or held a hand to call her 

Papa's got a brand new bag of squalor 

The professor just told me 

It was water under the bridge 

Never got a trophy 

I guess it's the language that it is 

It's the cover of the paper 

It's just the nature of the biz 



Picked some wingtips 

From the old lost and found 

New world disorder 

In a stereo sound 

I'm sewn up 

And waiting on you