Leaving It Up To You - Fragments

Looking for a friend, looking everywhere
Took a walk down the boulevard, the boulevard of friends
All those mild-mannered friends I've got
They're careless, they're falling down
They're falling down all over town, all over the place
It's embarrassing, I don't want them talking to me no more

Leaving it, leaving it, leaving it up to you
Leaving it, leaving it, leaving it up to you

All the buildings are breaking down
Like the whispering in your heart
And it's sordid how life goes on
When I could take two of you apart
If given half a chance, given half a chance
I'd do it now, right now, you fascist
We could all feel safe like Sharon Tate
We could give it all up, we could give, give it all up

The newspapers, the newspapers
They'd be watching to me giving it to you
The radio, what about the radio?
They'd be listening to me giving it to you
Damn right, mama, damn straight

I hear hissing in the distance
I hear the tanks crawling, crawling over the hill
They're crawling over the hill like rattlesnakes in the desert sun
They're blistering up my spell, they're breaking it up
What else is there, what the hell else have I got?
What the hell else have I got but that spell?

Leaving it, leaving it, leaving it up to you
Leaving it, leaving it, leaving the cloakroom to you