Out The Airlock (cover by Clare Bowditch)

Out the Airlock covered by Clare Bowditch

thrown out of a moving limousine

tied up in corners with no hope of escape

followed at high speed

roughed up and handcuffed and led away

dangled upside down from a great height

tied to the rails as the train rounds the bend

hijacked and hotwired

snarled at by dogs against the chain link fence

then she tells you 

she tells you 

she tells you you're not home

sucked out of the airlock

cornered like a rat in the crowded city square

lowered into volcanoes

bound up back to back in smart matching chairs

she tells you 

she tells you oh

she tells you you're not home

my sweetheart dreams

my sweetheart dreams in an empty bed

my sweetheart dreams of revenge.

left for dead in mexico

forged and counterfeit, invisible ink

cut out words on a ransom note

oh i beg you honey it's not what you think

then she tells you 

she tells you 

she tells you you're not home

then she tells you you're not home