Backwards Dancer - The Radio lyrics

Figure eights inside your pretty pupils Looking for an answer still just hear the radio In a web of lost and empty spiders feeding on the truth and sulking when it's silent Interviewed a mammal seven different species We're all the same The same pretty cretins I'm exhausted from this puzzle It's laid out plain to see but right in front of me It pirouettes and I writhe in vain But I can't detach from the pressure in my veins And I'm still like a tomb or a choir that's calling out for peace Sometimes you remember and sometimes you just dream but won't you Believe We'll shake it off our backs, don't you see success is what it is When you dream don't let yourself go I'm so worn out from this puzzle It's laid out plain to see but right in front of me It pirouettes and I writhe in vain But I can't detach from the pressure in my veins And I'm still like a tomb or a choir that's calling out for peace Sometimes you remember and sometimes you just dream but won't you Figure eights inside your pretty pupils Looking for an answer still just hear the radio In a web of lost and empty spiders feeding on the truth and sulking when it's silent Interviewed a mammal seven different species We're all the same The same pretty cretins