Hunters & Collectors - Titanic lyrics

We're cutting it fine - we're cutting it clean The green green gra** - we're living the dream Bringing the bacon home to be cooked We're getting ahead - we're getting hooked On the hot north wind - we can feel the fire From the naked heart of lost desire The freaks of control are closing in The clamour of bedlam is wearing thin And the great divide - between right and wrong The cry of madness is growing strong Across your face your knowledge moves And in your head the silence proves And as you wander in search of me You will forget what used to be And we'll be living on borrowed time As we cross over the forbidden line That once was written on desert sand We could not see, we could not understand And all the houses in every street Where live the millions we will not meet As we stumble from day to day Searching for glory on feet of clay As we go over the final hill For one more conquest, for one more thrill You know the story, you know the drill The haunted village will stand alone When the dust has settled on your ancient bones They will be cleaned - picked by the crows Of your carrion dream as the ice cap flows And the great Titanic - it sails at dawn The day you left me - when I was born We're heading homeward - we're heaven bound We're sinking slowly - no sight or sound On the great Titanic - it sails at dawn And we'll be honey, we will be born We're heading home now - we're heaven bound We're sinking slowly - no sight or sound