24/24 - Cabaret Voltaire

Turning out, beggars to eat me

Cutting wood, coming to lure us

Beggars watch to pull you in

Lure them back in front of you

Eat it up and spit it out

What you saw is sweet nothing

Coming to lure you in

For twenty-four, twenty-four, twenty-four hours a day

Eat it up and spit it out

…too slim to aspire to

Pick it 'til you bleed, turn back

Cutting wood, coming to lure us, in

Coming to lure us in

Turning back, they break us 'til we bleed

Cutting wood.

Coming to lure us, in

Make us watch them pull you in

Throw it back in front of you

Eat it up and spit it out

What we saw that’s in our face

To satisfy, to make us, to make us, 'til we bleed

Twenty-four, twenty-four, twenty-four hours a day

Twenty-four, twenty-four, twenty-four hours a day

Kick us 'til we wait to lure us

Make us watch …

Throw it back in front of you

Eat it up and spit it out

What we saw that’s in our face

For twenty-four, twenty-four, twenty-four hours a day

Eat it up and spit it out

When we saw the shape of things to satisfy our makers

Makers 'til we bleed

Twenty-four, twenty-four, twenty-four hours a day

Twenty-four, twenty-four, twenty-four hours a day

Twenty-four, twenty-four, twenty-four hours a day

Turning, turning.

Other smells you take it off

Underground you hear our feet

Turning, you spit it out

Coming to lure us in

Twenty-four, twenty-four, twenty-four hours a day