Walls have ears.

photograph
by Anders Petersen.


Walls have ears and angels they scream

I can trace the madness in my face

From out of the window, twisting up the garden path

I hear the neighbours chattering, I hear the neighbours laugh

Walls have ears, walls have ears

Walls have ears and babies they cry, deep within the womb all their problems lie

The stars foretell, the maze it runs, some buy sweets and chocolates and some buy machine guns

Walls have ears, walls have ears (Hey you!) (repeat)

Walls Have Ears (Henry Beck/Kevin Coyne – 1993) (TOUGH AND SWEET)