The Cutter — Echo & The Bunnymen

Who's on the seventh floor Brewing alternatives What's in the bottom drawer Waiting for things to give

Spare us the cutter Spare us the cutter Couldn't cut the mustard

Conquering myself Until i see another hurdle approaching Say we can, say we will Not just another drop in the ocean

Come to the free for all With seven tapered knives Some of them six feet tall We will escape our lives

Spare us the cutter Spare us the cutter Couldn't cut the mustard

Conquering myself Until i see another hurdle approaching Say we can, say we will Not just another drop in the ocean

Am i the happy loss Will i still recoil When the skin is lost Am i the worthy cross Will i still be soiled When the dirt is off

Conquering myself Until i see another hurdle approaching Say we can, say we will Not just another drop in the ocean Ocean

Watch the fingers close When the hands are cold

Am i the happy loss Will i still recoil When the skin is lost Am i the worthy cross Will i still be soiled When the dirt is off

Am i the happy loss Will i still be soiled When the dirt is off