Gary Numan - We Take Mystery (to Bed) lyrics

No natural course of things for her to expect

Withdraw the feelings 'You can, you can't'

I called your number as you told the world

Something is wrong

There is no longer any normal to me

You're my assassin but you can't see the crime

Pointless possessions of me & you & greed

I looked at you mistaking needles for eyes

Something is wrong

G. Webb Feb/March '82