That's it, it's split - it won't recover Just frame the halves and call them brothers Find your fathers and your mothers If you remember who they are Over and over they call us their friends Can't we find something else to pretend? Like nobody won and we're safe at the end In the darkness the film machine's spinning So let's leave it on We'll be out in the street before anyone knows that we're gone That's it, it's split, it can't recover Just frame the halves and call them a whole
And chip at the bricks and fill up your pockets With the pieces of wall that you stole The hunt is on, everyone's chasing Everyone's chasing a shot A shot rings out, nobody wants it Nobody wants it to stop That's it, it's split, it can't recover Just frame the halves and call them brothers Find your fathers and your mothers If you remember who they are If you remember, if you remember, if you remember who they are