Haven't You Heard? Lyrics - Sketches (for My Sweetheart The Drunk) - Jeff Buckley

Your wish is my command 

Have you heard this talk about eye contact? 

Gonna be the downfall of this town 

First the photographs take you to the right hands 

Leads you to the authority mold 

Paranoia will write the world prayer 

Make sure, you fit in and fill the right hole 

But when you take his offer 

You're done for, done for, ohh, ohh 

Phantoms in pockets, we're in panic 

Makin' order in total disgust 

Oh, they read a list of all who cannot stay 

Take you down on the ground 

Paranoia will write this world prayer 

Make sure that you fit in the right holes 

But when you take his offer 

You're done for, done for, ohh, ohh 

Make sure you learn to beware your neighbor 

Bolt the doors and then hire your guards 

Suck your life with their virus called language 

Someone told you this all would go down 

And the last thing you see is the luster 

Hold the razor, goodbye to your friends 

Would your underground please call the Mayor 

Call the neighbor, call your friends 

Paranoia will write the world prayer 

Make sure that you fit in the right holes 

But will you fold his offer 

Done for, done for, ohh 

Well, when he first saw you 

You'd need no protection 

Eyes trained on your mouth 

You gonna learn to take him 

Hmm, it's a brand new power, oh 

Ohh, ahh 

My friend had her questions right 

Beware your neighbor 

Haven't you heard, haven't you heard 

That we're all done for, ohh? 

Learn to beware your neighbor 

And the right mode 

Haven't you heard, haven't you heard 

That we're all done for, done for, ohh? 

When I count down from ten 

And you'll feel the lead in your lids 

And you have no need to resist 

And wake up refreshed, hah