Stranded in the mystery zone

Talks to the buzy tone

His guns are cocked

He's ready for demolition

God it's a bloody mess

And I must confess

He's a hair trigger

Waiting for the final solution



And perfect blue, what are you gonna do

Until it rains, don't watch for storms

Don't count your casualties until there's a war



Clutches the crutches of hate

Ticking like a bomb he waits

Trying to hold on to what he came for

Diming on the 9 to 5

Just to keep alive

Soldiers the shadows on his shoulder