Do not spray into eyes I have sprayed you into my eyes Indo-china, Capa jumps Jeep, two feet creep up the road To photo, to record, meat lumps and war They advance as does his chance, oh, oh Very yellow white flash! A violent wrench grips mass, rips

And it pulls me back into the night 'Cause the devil's got my arms Oh, it grips me We don’t know what’s good for us 'Cause if we did, we might not do it Who knows where our limits lie? We won’t discover ‘til we push it 'Cause the devil’s got my arms