In the Cage (Live from Old Trafford Football Stadium, Manchester, 7th July 2007)

Lyrics

I got sunshine in my stomach Like I just rocked my baby to sleep I got sunshine in my stomach But, I can't keep me from creeping sleep Sleep, deep in the deep Rockface moves to press my skin White liquids turn sour within Turn fast – turn sour Turn sweat – turn sour Must tell myself that I'm not here I'm drowning in this liquid fear Bottled in a strong compression My distortion shows obsession In this cave, oh Get me out of this cave, oh But If I keep self-control I'll be safe in my soul And the childhood belief brings a moment's relief But my cynic soon returns and the lifeboat burns My spirit just, just, just never learns Stalactites, stalagmites And they lock me in, and they held me tight Lips is dry throat is dry Feel like burning my stomach churning I'm dressed up in a white costume Padding out left-over room Body stretching, feel the retching In this cage, oh Get me out of this cage, oh But in the glare of a light I see a strange kind of sight All cages joined to form a star Each person can't go very far All tied to their things They are netted by their strings Free to flutter in memories of their wasted wings Their wasted Outside the cage I see my brother John He turns his head so slowly round I cry out "Help!", before he can be gone And he looks at me without a sound So I shout, "John, please help me!" But he does not even want to try to speak I'm helpless in my violent rage And a silent tear of blood, dribbles down his cheek And I watch him turn again and leave the cage My little runaway Rain drops keep falling on my head, they keep falling on my Rain drops keep falling on my head, they keep falling on my Rain drops keep falling on my head, they keep falling on my Rain drops keep falling on my, they keep falling on my head In a trap, feel a strap Pinned for fear, dressed for kill Chances narrow that I'll make it In this cushioned straight-jacket Just like 22nd Street You know, they got me by my neck and feet Pressures building, can't take more My headaches charge, my earaches roar In this pain, oh Get me out of this pain, oh But if I could change to liquid I could fill the cracks up in the rock I know that I am solid, and I am my own bad luck Outside John disappears, this cage dissolves Without any reason, my body revolves Keep on turning Keep on turning Keep on turning Keep on turning around, oh Keep on turning around, oh (Round, round, round, round, round, round, round, round Round, round, round, round, round) Oh! Somebody, somebody, get me out of this cage Oh, get me out of this cage Oh, get me out of this cage