Distant Early Warning - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

An ill wind comes arising across the cities of the plain

There's no swimming in the heavy water, no singing in the acid rain

Red alert, red alert

It's so hard to stay together, passing through revolving doors

We need someone to talk to and someone to sweep the floors

Incomplete, incomplete

The world weighs on my shoulders, but what am I to do?

You sometimes drive me crazy, but I worry about you

I know it makes no difference to what you're going through

But I see the tip of the iceberg and I worry about you

Cruising under your radar, watching from the satellites

Take a page from the red book, keep them in your sights

Red alert, red alert

Left and rights of passage, black and whites of youth

Who can face the knowledge that the truth is not the truth?

Obsolete, absolute, yeah

The world weighs on my shoulders, but what am I to do?

You sometimes drive me crazy, but I worry about you

I know it makes no difference to what you're going through

But I see the tip of the iceberg and I worry about you

The world weighs on my shoulders, but what am I to do?

You sometimes drive me crazy, but I worry about you

I know it makes no difference to what you're going through

But I see the tip of the iceberg and I worry about you

Absalom, Absalom, Absalom