In a force ten gale
Birds thrown around
Bullets for hail
The roof is pulling off
By its fingernails
Your voice is rapping
On my window sill
Yesterday's headlines
Blown by the wind
Yesterday's people
End up
SCATTERBRAIN
Then any fool can
Easy pick a hole
('I only with I could fall in')
A moving target
In a firing range
Somewhere I'm not
Scatterbrain
Somwhere I'm not
Scatterbrain
Lighting fuse
Powercut
SCATTERBRAIN
