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