Stretch Out and Wait

On the high-rise estate

What's at the back of your mind?

On a three-day debate

On a high-rise estate

What's at the back of your mind?

Two icy cold hands conducting the way

It's the Eskimo blood in my veins

Amid concrete and clay and general decay

Nature must still find a way

So ignore all the codes of the day

Let your juvenile impulses sway

This way and that way, this way and that way

God! How sex implores you to let yourself lose yourself

Stretch out and wait

Stretch out and wait

Let your puny body lie down, lie down

As we lie, you say

As we lie, you say

Stretch out and, stretch out and wait

Stretch out and wait

Let your puny body lie down, lie down

As we lie, you say

Will the world end in the night-time? (I really don't know)

Or will the world end in the day-time? (I really don't know)

And is there any point ever having children? (Oh I don't know)

What I do know is we're here and it's now

So stretch out and wait

Stretch out and wait

There is no debate, no debate, no debate

How can you consciously contemplate?

When there's no debate, no debate

Stretch out and wait

Stretch out and wait

Stretch out and wait, wait

Wait, wait

Wait