Peter Hammill - Skin

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There’s a shiver down the spine of the body map…
How come everything gets so physical?
With your finger on the pulse
And your head in the clouds
Everything’s so tactile
In your private world
In your little world
Under the skin you search for paradise
Under the skin some kind of parasite remains concealed
Under the skin a true identity, a memory
Will soon be revealed, under the skin
Hit that button, no time to lose —
Everything’s so immediate
You’d have it all right now
If you got to choose
In your private world
Such a tiny world
Under the skin you search for paradise
Under the skin some kind of parasite remains concealed
Under the skin a true identity, a memory
Will soon be revealed, under the skin
Is something out to get you under the skin?
Full of the promise of paradise?
Paradise now?
Everything gets so physical
Everything’s so immediate
In your private world
Such a tiny world
Under the skin you search for paradise
Under the skin some kind of parasite remains concealed
Under the skin a true identity, a memory
Will soon be revealed, under the skin
Does something get to you
Under the skin?