A cue for seconds spent on earthA clue - for what it's worthThough time you borrow, steal or buyThe pool of fuel runs dryThere's no sound - just the smell of smokeYour muse - your fuse - your ownYou'll love that scent until you chokeYou're free but feel disownedCurse all the coloursGo white - fear blueKill all your scarlingsBefore they kill youA mighty fortress is your LordHe'll care until he won'tAnd all your prayers and all your praiseWill do until they don'tIt's the reason for every sinThe clever blew itIt's the difference you feel withinThe devil knew itSo why keep tastingWhy keep wastingWhy keep waiting - for no oneCurse all the coloursGo white - fear blueKill all your scarlingsBefore they kill you