Lyrics - Sign by Hammill Peter

Wrong drink to order.
Suspicion grows,wrong situation...
Oh, no-one knows where you've gone toin the pagan nightand the neon reflectionsspread cadmium white.
You came here looking for somethingbut this wasn't it, quite.
Hey, take a
Polaroid, exit,and well you might.
Sign the picture, get out of the frame;sign the picture, and throw it away.
Sign the picture, sign the picture,throw the picture away.
Now she turns her attentionand her camera on you:this could be all of the momentsthat you'll ever live through,oh, but your heart beats the rythmof primeval tattoo...
I hear you make your excusesas you usually do.
Sign the picture, get out of the frame;sign the picture, and throw it away;
Sign the picture, sign the picture,throw the picture away...... although it's going to come back.
You've got a certain knackof making of such thingsauspicious signs.

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