State your occupation, from there we can decide If your invitation said you can come inside Cause out there in the ether, nothing comes to mind It's yes and no and either or, nothing comes to mind Nothing comes to mind A portrait of Carlotta, a hotel in the hills Whatever makes you crazy, you better hope it kills Cause we're hunting for a place that we ain't ever been Shopping for new faces, in a faceless magazine Take a number, wait for us to call Is anybody listening? Anyone at all? A forest on the ceiling, a promise to a friend But now I got this feeling, we'll make it in the end We'll make it in the end We'll make it in the end We'll make it, we'll make it Make it in the end Well I'll surrender, to the other side Well everybody's listening, watching you run and hide Well I never, was the last to smile Is anybody listening? Well this could take a while Thanks for watching!