(Peters)
Looking out my window
Looking at this dirty part of town
Looking out my window
Cold eyes looking cold eyes looking down
You should see them going
Going down not noticing the slope
You should see them going
Empty faces faces without hope
Doctor, it's not that I can't sleep
I call on you it's something else
I tell you doctor, reality is haunting me
Cos' everything's exactly as it is
There's no magic
There's no mystery in the night
No adventure
Only losers, in the morning light
Doctor, I hate to bother you
but take a look yourself you see it's true now
Doctor, I'm haunted by reality
Cos' everything's exactly as it is
The best surprise is no surprise