And Through The Wire (Gabriel Peter)

And through the wire I hear your voice And through the wire I touch the power And through the wire I see your face It's through the wire Friday night, you're staying at home I want you I'm tickling and clicking a metronome I want you Prowling the waterhole-I wait for the kill I want you Pressure's building-overspill I want you And through the wire You are secure And through the wire We can talk And through the wire We can walk It's through the wire Watchmaker steadies his delicate hand I want you For barbeque parties on blood red sands I want you Caught in the strugle tight on the rod I want you Bring out the devil to bring out the god I want you And through the wire I hear your voice And through the wire I touch the power And through the wire I see your face It's through the wire Driving 'round the city rings Staring at the shape of things I talk in pictures not in words Overloaded with everything we said Be careful where you tread Watch the wire And through the wire You are secure And through the wire We can talk And through the wire We can walk And through the wire We're clinging like leeches And through the wire We push out tailormade speeches And through the wire We get so strange across the border We get so strange across the border