Well I'm waiting for a Teleporter
I'm waiting for my ship
I't's docked by a hostile border
And I can't get to it
I might get in a rowing boat and make for the Western Isles
I'll outrun the toxicity if I row at full pelt for miles
I clap my eyes on you and I wonder what you'll do
Its funny how you tell me what you think the future holds
While you count your money and try to catch your running nose
You say its the common cold hah
You're easily convinced of the moral thing to do
Believe you won't break your code or betray those close to you
I clap my eyes on you and I wonder what you'll do
I'm readily assured of how I really feel
Well I know more about things than I care to reveal
I clap my eyes on you and I wonder what you'll do
I clap my eyes on you