PETER GABRIEL:   3

Intruder I know something about opening windows and I know how to move quietly - to creep across I know where to find precious things in all       Slipping the clippers       Slipping the clippers through the       The sense of isolation inspires       Inspires me I like to feel the suspense when I'm certain you I like you lying awake, your bated breath I like the touch and the smell of all the       Intruder's happy in the dark       Intruder come       Intruder come and leave his mark                                     leave his mark

doors creaky wooden floors your cupboards and drawers telephone wires know I am there charging the air pretty dresses you wear

No Self Control

got to get some food
I'm so hungry all the time
I don't know how to stop
I don't know how to stop

got to get some sleep
I'm so nervous in the night
I don't know how to stop
no, I don't know how to stop
I don't know how to stop
I don't know how to stop

got to pick up the phone
I will call any number
I will talk to anyone
I know I gone too far
much too far I gone this time
and I don't want to think what I've done
I don't know how to stop
no, I don't know how to stop

      There are always hidden silences
      Waiting behind the chair
      They come out when the coast is clear
      They eat anything that moves
      I go shaky at the knees
      Lights go out, stars come down
      Like a swarm of bees
            no self-control
            no self-control
            no self-control
            no self-control
            no self-control
            no self-control

you know I hate to hurt you
I hate to see your pain
but I don't know how to stop
no, I don't know how to stop

Street after street
night after night
I walk on through the rain
I walk on through the rain
I don't know how to stop
I don't know how to stop
No, I don't know how to stop
I don't know how to stop
I don't know how to stop

Start (Instrumental)
sax-Dick
synths-Larry & Peter

I Don't Remember

I got no means to show identification
I got no paper to show you what I am
You'll have to take me just the way that you find me
What's gone is gone and I do not give a damn
Empty stomach, empty head
I got empty heart and empty bed
     I don't remember
     I don't remember

I don't remember, I don't recall
I got no memory of anything at all
I don't remember, I don't recall
I got no memory of anything
     -anything at all

Strange is your language and I have no decoder
Why don't you make your intentions clear
With eyes to the sun and your mouth to the soda
Saying 'Tell me the truth, you got nothing to fear'
Stop staring at me like a bird of prey
I'm all mixed up, I got nothing to say
     I don't remember
     I don't remember

I don't remember, I don't recall
I got no memory of anything at all
I don't remember I don't recall
I got no memory of anything
     - anything at all

I don't remember, I don't recall
I got no memory of anything at all
I don't remember, I don't recall
I got no memory of anything     absolutely anything at all
     I don't remember

Family Snapshot

The streets are lined with camera crews
Everywhere he goes is news
Today is different
Today is not the same
Today I make the action
Take snapshot into the light
        snapshot into the light
     - I'm shooting into the light

Four miles down the cavalcade moves on
Driving into the sun
If I worked it out right
they won't see me or the gun

Two miles to go, they're clearing the road
The cheering has really begun
I've got my radio
I can hear what's going on

I've been waiting for this
I have been waiting for this
All you people in TV land -
I will wake up your empty shells
Peak-time viewing blown in a flash
as I burn into your memory cells
'cos I, I'm alive

They're coming round the corner with the
bikers at the front
I'm wiping the sweat from my eyes
- it's a matter of time
- it's a matter of will
and the governor's car is not far behind
he's not the one I've got in mind
'cos there he is - the man of the hour,
standing in the limousine

'I don't really hate you
- I don't care what you do
We were made for each other
- me and you
I want to be somebody
- you were like that too
If you don't get given you learn to take
and I will take you'

Holding my breath
Release the catch
        and I
let the bullet fly -

All turned quiet - I have been here before
Lonely boy hiding behind the front door
Friends have all gone home
There's my toy gun on the floor
Come back Mum and Dad
You're growing apart
you know that I'm growing up sad
I need some attention
- I shoot into the light

And Through The Wire

and through the wire     I hear your race
and through the wire     I touch the power
and through the wire     I see your face

    its through the wire

Friday night, you're staying at home I'm ticking and clicking - a metronome parting the waterhole - I wait for the kill pressures building - overspill and through the wire     you are secure and through the wire     you can talk and through the wire     we can walk     its through the wire watchmaker steadies his delicate hands for barbeque parties on blood red sands caught in the struggle tight on the red bring out the devil to bring out the god and through the wire     I hear your voice and through the wire     I touch the power and through the wire     I see your face     its through the wire

I want you I want you I want you I want you I want you I want you I want you I want you

    driving round the city rings
    staring at the shape of things
    I talk in pictures not in words
    overloaded with everything we said
    be careful where you tread
    watch the wire

and through the wire     you are secure
and through the wire     we can talk
and through the wire     we can walk

and through the wire     we're clinging like leeches
and through the wire     we push out tailor made speeches
and through the wire     we get so strange across the border

    we get so strange across the border


Games Without Frontiers

Hans plays with Lotte, Lotte plays with Jane
Jane plays with Willi, Willi is happy again
Suki plays with Leo, Sacha plays with Britt
Adolf builts a bonfire, Enrico plays with it
- whistling tunes we hide in the dunes
    by the seaside
- whistling tunes we're kissing baboons
    in the jungle

    Its a knockout

If looks could kill they probably will
in games without frontiers - war without tears
If looks could kill they probably will
in games without frontiers - war without tears
    games without frontiers - war without tears

Jeux sans frontieres
Jeux sans frontieres
Jeux sans frontieres

Andre has a red flag, Chiang Ching's is blue
They all have hills to fly them on except for Lin Tai Yu
Dressing up in costumes, playing silly games
Hiding out in tree-tops, shouting out rude names
- whistling tunes we hide in the dunes
by the seaside
- whistling tunes we piss on the goons
in the jungle

    Its a knockout

If looks could kill they probably will
in games without frontiers - war without tears
If looks could kill they probably will
in games without frontiers - war without tears
    games without frontiers - war without tears

Jeux sans frontieres       Jeux sans frontieres

Not One Of Us

Its only water
in a strangers tear
Looks are deceptive
but distinctions are clear
A foreign body
and a foreign mind
Never welcome
in the land of the blind
You may look like we do
talk like we do
- but you know how it is

     You're not one of us
     Not one of us
     No you're not one of us
     Not one of us
     Not one of us
     No you're not one of us

There's safety in numbers
when you learn to divide
How can we be in
if there is no outside
All shades of opinion
feed an open mind
But your values are twisted
let us help you unwind
You may look like we do
talk like we do
- but you know how it is

     You're not one of us
     Not one of us
     No you're not one of us
     You're not one of us
     Not one of us
     No you're not one of us
     Not one of us
     You're not one of us

Lead A Normal Life

It's nice here with a view of the trees
Eating with a spoon?
They don't give you knives?
'Spect you watch those trees
blowing in the breeze
We want to see you lead a normal life

Biko

September '77
Port Elizabeth weather fine
It was business as usual
In Police Room 619
        Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
        Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
        Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
        - the man is dead

When I try to sleep at night
I can only dream in red
The outside world is black and white
with only one colour dead
        Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
        Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
        Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
        - the man is dead

You can blow out a candle
but you can't blow out a fire
once the flame begins to catch
the wind will blow it higher
        Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
        Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
        Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
        - the man is dead

and the eyes of the world are
watching now       watching now


Tracks 1, 5, 8, 10 © Peter Gabriel Ltd/Hit & Run Music Pub. Ltd.
Tracks 2, 3, 4, 6, 7, 9 © Cliofine Ltd/Hit & Run Music Pub. Ltd.


+ 24/01/01