Lyrics:

On A Night Like This I Deserve To Get Kissed At Least Once Or Twiceyou Come Over To My Place Screaming Blue Murder, Needing Someplace To Hide.well, I Wish You''d Keep Quiet,imaginations Run Riot,in These Paper-Thin Walls.and When The Place Comes Ablaze With A Thousand Dropped Namesi Don''t Know Who To Call.but I Got A Friend Over There In The Government Blockand He Knows The Situation And He''s Taking Stock,i Think I''ll Call Him Up Nowput Him On The Spot, Tonight.they Saw Me There In The Square When I Was Shooting My Mouth Offabout Saving Some Fish.now Could That Be Construed As Some Radical''s Views Or Some Liberals'' Wish.and It''s So Hot Outside,and The Air Is So Sweet,and When The Pressure Drop Is Heavy I Don''t Wanna Hear You Speak.you Know Most Killing Is Committed At 90 Degrees.when It''s Too Hot To Breatheand It''s Too Hot To Think.there''s Always Someone Looking At You.s-S-S-S-Someone.they''re Looking At You.and I Wish You''d Stop Whispering.don''t Flatter Yourself, Nobody''s Listening.still It Makes Me Nervous, Those Things You Say.you May As Wellshout It From The Roofscream It From Your Lungsspit It From You Mouthit Could Fall On Deaf Ears To Indulge In Your Fearsthere''s A Spy In The Skythere''s A Noise On The Wirethere''s A Tap On The Lineand For Every Paranoid''s Desire...there''s Always Someone Looking At You.s-S-S-S-Someone Looking At You...they''re Always Looking At You.(Written By Bob Geldof)(Taken From The Album ''the Fine Art Of Surfacing'')