Lyrics:

You've been caught in the middle of a wedding crash
We are lost in a ritual of all the late greats of jazz
All we need is a wrecking ball with shredded glass
To strafe slowly round my shoulders, no, I never get tired of red

I never said I was soft although I feel it sometimes
We all know when enough is enough, do you?
Can we switch this all off and disregard it?
'Cause of all of our religions and our faraway dreams

We are caught in the middle of a dreaded farce
Running in circles, pushing squares, got my triangle close to my heart
All we need is a wrecking ball with shredded glass
To strafe slowly round my shoulders, no, I never get tired of red

I never said I was soft although I feel it sometimes
We all know when enough is enough, do you?
Can we switch this all off and disregard it?
'Cause of all of our religions and our faraway dreams

I never said I was soft although I feel it sometimes
We all know when enough is enough, do you?
Can we switch this all off and disregard it?
'Cause of all of our religions and our faraway dreams

All of our religions in our faraway dreams

I never said I was soft although I feel it sometimes
We all know when enough is enough, do you?
Can we switch this all off and disregard it?
'Cause of all of our religions and our faraway dreams

I never said I was soft although I feel it sometimes
We all know when enough is enough, do you?
Can we switch this all off and disregard it?
'Cause of all of our religions and dreams