There's nobody There's no mountain There's no tunnel You can't get from there to here You can't get from here to there
There's nobody There's no mountain There's no tunnel You can't get from there to here You can't get from here to there
There hasn't been a change in the atmosphere Nothing twisting round, burning down, coming round There hasn't been a change for over a year Slid it through, ride it through, hiding you There hasn't been a change in the atmosphere Shut it up, roll it up, follow you
Pull the tap Give it a stab There's no atmosphere Dig a tunnel Through the mountain How many atmospheres are out there There's a telephone There to here
Gypsy haircut Bearskin rug And tambourines A black piano On the mountain To the atmospheres are out there There's a broken bottle There's a... Through the tunnel Cut your hand on the atmosphere Split in two Band-aids on your hand Split The atmosphere Is split in two Staring at you
