Listen to the sounds, they're ringing out around younThese are the cries of the dying breednPolitics of hate you'd never get around tonBlood over brains that we never neednI saw you in the back, studied and relaxednFixed in the pose like a silent stonenSerenity intact, it's the feeling that I lacknLife in the floors of a stable homennI can trace you on paper like a sketch of a smellnYou're a breath to the runner in contestnIn close to the nerve, but you rest so far awaynAnd I have to give it up somedaynnEvery time I close my eyes, I see you in front of menPretending in a love like thisnI have no choice but to put you in back of menDon't cover my footstepsnDead weight all right, I know you're no good for menDead weight all right, I know you're no righteous leadernYou're dead weight all right, that's finenYou get your hands off menYou have to touch me with kid glovesnYou have to touch me with kid glovesnnBuy me to the wind, you talk me out of standstillnI never felt so alive at oncenFinger to the quick, yes I can feel your hand stillnPressed to the drain of the common monthsnnCheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a miserable fucknCheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a tireless borenCheer me up, cheer me, I'm invisibly stuck all in myselfnYes I'm a vanity whorennBecause it's race and it's power at the center of lifenWe are blind to the people who need usnBut you're the kind of person who could understand that faultnAnd I hope to measure you somedaynnEvery time I close my eyes, I see you in front of menPretending in a love like thisnI have no choice but to put you in back of menDon't cover my footstepsnDead weight all right, I know you're no good for menDead weight all right, I know you're no righteous leadernDead weight all right, that's finenYou get your hands off menYou have to touch me with kid glovesnYou have to touch me with kid glovesnnCheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a miserable fucknCheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a tireless borenCheer me up, cheer me, I'm invisibly stuck all in myselfnYes I'm a vanity whorennWhen you compromise yourself like thatnIt's dedicationnSo even on friendship (?)nnDead weight all right, I know you're no good for menDead weight all right, I know you're no righteous leadernDead weight all right, that's fine, you get your hands off menYou have to touch me with kid glovesnYou have to touch me with kid gloves