Intruder (Live) [Athens 1987]

[Verse 1]

I know something about

Opening windows and doors

I know how to move quietly

To creep across creaky wooden floors

I know where to find precious things

In all your cupboards and drawers

[Chorus 1]

Slipping the clippers

Slipping the clippers through the telephone wires

A sense of isolation

A sense of isolation inspires me

[Interlude]

[Verse 2]

I like to feel the suspense

When I'm certain you know I am there

I like you lying awake

Your bated breath charging the air

I like the touch and the smell

Of all the pretty dresses you wear

[Chorus 2]

Intruder's happy in the dark

Intruder come

Intruder come and he leave his mark

Leave his mark

[Interlude]

[Outro]

I am the intruder

"This is... a song about nationalism. This is specifically dedicated to the forty-three thousand unnecessary victims of a totally unnecessary war in Nicaragua."