Gotta get out of TV
Just pick a point and go
The ticker-tape tangles my feet
As I search for a face that I know
Come on, tower crane driver
There′s not so far to go

I must have been working the ropes
When your hand slipped from mine
No I live off the mirrors and smoke
It′s a joke, a fix, a lie
Come on, tower crane driver
Oh so far to throw

Send up a prayer in my name
Just the same
They say I′m on top of my game
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Send up a prayer in my name