Hammill Peter - Sign lyrics

Wrong drink to order. Suspicion grows, wrong situation... Oh, no-one knows where you've gone to in the pagan night and the neon reflections spread cadmium white. You came here looking for something but this wasn't it, quite. Hey, take a Polaroid, exit, and well you might. Sign the picture, get out of the frame; sign the picture, and throw it away. Sign the picture, sign the picture, throw the picture away. Now she turns her attention and her camera on you: this could be all of the moments that you'll ever live through, oh, but your heart beats the rythm of primeval tattoo... I hear you make your excuses as you usually do. Sign the picture, get out of the frame; sign the picture, and throw it away; Sign the picture, sign the picture, throw the picture away... ... although it's going to come back. You've got a certain knack of making of such things auspicious signs.