Sign Lyrics - Hammill Peter

Wrong drink to order. 

Suspicion grows, 

wrong situation... 

Oh, no-one knows where you've gone to 

in the pagan night 

and the neon reflections 

spread cadmium white. 

You came here looking for something 

but 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 attention 

and her camera on you: 

this could be all of the moments 

that you'll ever live through, 

oh, but your heart beats the rythm 

of primeval tattoo... 

I hear you make your excuses 

as 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 knack 

of making of such things 

auspicious signs.