I'm walking out in a force ten gale

Birds thrown around bullets for hail

The roof is pulling off by its fingernails

Your voice is rapping on my window sill

Yesterday's headlines blown by the wind

Yesterday's people end up scatterbrain

Then any fool can easy pick a hole

I only wish I could fall in

A moving target in a firing range

Somewhere I'm not

Scatterbrain

Somewhere I'm not

Scatterbrain

Lightning fuse

Powercut

Scatterbrain