Right, what we'd like to do now is go live from Toronto to Londonto the Secret Policeman's Ball, which is a mysterious and extraordinary eventthat certainly changed my life when I was, I don't know, changeable.I still am.This is State.Thank you.Green light, 7-ElevenYou stop inGreen light, 7-Elevenfor a pack of cigarettesYou don't smokeDon't even want toHey now, so you check your changeDressed up like a car crashWheels are turning, but you're upside downYou say when it hits youYou don't mindBecause when it hurts youYou feel aliveOh now, is that what it is?Red lights, grey morningYou stumble out of a hole in the groundA vampireYou don't mindOr a victimIt depends on who's aroundYou used to stay inTo watch the advertsYou could lip syncTo the talk showsAnd if you look, you look through meAnd when you talk, it's not to meAnd if I touch youYou don't feel a thingIf I could stay the nightI would give you upSpend the dayI would make you trustIf I could stay the nightSpend the nightWhat being lovedFar away, so closeUp with the staticAnd the radio wavesAnd satellite, televisionYou can go anywhereMiamiNew Orleans, London, BelfastFrom TorontoAnd if you listen, I can callAnd if you jump, you just might fallAnd if you shout, I'll only hear youIf I could stay the night, I would give you upStay the day, I would keep this rushStay with the spirit I foundStay the night, I would give you upStay with the demons in the crowdStay the night, I would be aloneThree o'clock in the morningIt's quiet, there's no one aroundJust the band and the clatterAs an angel wants to ***Just the band and the clatterAs an angel wants to ***It's the groundThank you.