Walking under skies
Waiting for the fall
Meet me at the corner shop I'll show you it all
Free you of your mind
Something you won't find
In the west-end pages with your Google dirty fingers

It's a skin dive
In deep silence we are
Going underwater
It's a lifeline
Teardrop, bullets, all night
Dip into the water

Baby, that's what it feels like when you come up for air
When you come up for air
You feel brand new
When you come up for air
When you come up for air
That's what it feels like when you come up for air
When you come up for air
You feel brand new
When you come up for air
When you come up for air

Wipe us of the face
Of the human race
Whichever way you look it's indisposed or disgraced
Fighting on the shore
The hoi polloi want more
Howling bloody murder but it's nothing just a murmur

In your skin dive
In deep silence we are
Going underwater
It's a lifeline
Teardrop, bullets, all night
Slip into the water

Baby, that's what it feels like when you come up for air
When you come up for air
You feel brand new
When you come up for air
When you come up for air
That's what it feels like when you come up for air
When you come up for air
You feel brand new
When you come up for air
When you come up for air

A blushing rose is torn
From these sugar walls
I've misplaced my future could I please borrow yours?
Panic on the scene
You know what I mean
Anything you want to be the only thing you want from me

Is skin dive
In deep silence we are
Going underwater
It's a lifeline
Teardrop, bullets, all night
Go inside the water

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh

Baby girl you're swimming
A little too deep
So deep, that I think you might hit a reef
I think you low on oxygen
And you're too glad to leave
Baby girl swim to the top
Grab my hand and hold me and breathe

Baby, that's what it feels like when you come up for air
When you come up for air
You feel brand new
When you come up for air
When you come up for air
That's what it feels like when you come up for air
When you come up for air
You feel brand new
When you come up for air
When you come up for air

Na-na, na-na, naa, oh-oh, oh yeah (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
Na-na, na-na, naa, oh-oh, oh yeah (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
Na-na, na-na, naa, oh-oh, oh yeah (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
Na-na, na-na, naa, oh-oh, oh yeah (oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)

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Writer(s): John Nigel Taylor, Nate Hills, Nick Rhodes, Roger Andrew Taylor, Simon John Le Bon, Tim Mosley