Chameleons - Intrigue In Tangiers lyrics

When it's summer And the skies are gla** When it's summer And the skies are gla** I just have to make the evenings last They're always flashing past And when it's raining And the skies are black When it's raining And the skies are black I just have to hear the thunder roll And see the lightening crack With fading powers We sit for hours By a television screen With funny cigarettes And talk for hours Of places that we've seen Brother can you hear my voice Brother can you hear my voice Every second that you cling to life You have to feel alive It's an easy thing to sell your skin It's an easy thing to sell your skin When the devil's banging on your door You always let him in With fading powers We dream of hours That'll never come again Old defenders are themselves defenceless When the mad attack the sane What can you do When you see no future in front of you Food for the few So many it seems are in front of you I see my face Reflecting there in a sweating brow You hate what you see But what can you do when there's no way out No way out now But when you sleep Where do you go