How dare you say

"you have a good one"

When it's obvious

I don't

As plain as the nose on my face

examine small holes with search lights

ad open up the night

to the light



Listen to the way the children play

As the day slips away

and the light comes on

Total Exposure



Drums can't wait for tomorrow

they want the plastic everlasting

now or never



But listen to the way the children play

As the day slips away

and the light comes on

Total Exposure



And the tide connects

where surfers ride

and the power plants the doomsday crop



But listen to the way the children play

As the day slips away

and the light comes on

Total Exposure