The Bombmaker

Matthew Good Band

He walks underneath the street lights

And through a doorway into an empty room

There is money here lying on the table

His eyes go out into the early evening gloom



Somewhere close there are people laughing

Deep inside he knows that he never will again

Don't mind that big bang, the voice of reason sang

It ain't nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing



Are you on my side?

Are we on the same side before?

Am I just kidding myself

In the waiting for the end?



Beneath the screams the sirens rise

From head to toe, he's bathed in an orange-yellow light

Picking up a black bag, he walks out through the doorway

A shadow of creation gone to meet the night



Are you on my side?

Are we on the same side before?

Am I just kidding myself

In the waiting...

On my side?

Are we on the same side before?

Am I just kidding myself

In the waiting for the end



One more time for freedom, then

One more time to strike out at the past you cannot change

There are 50 ways to leave your lover but there isn't one that will ever bring them back again



Are you on my side?

Are we on the same side before?

Am I just kidding myself

In the waiting...

On my side?

Are we on the same side, before?

Am I just kidding myself

In the waiting for the end

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