Lyrics

Back in '83, Synchronicity helped me make it through high school And how you played your bass while Stewart punched your face I used to think you were so cool But the last time you bared your chest I lost my faith in science and progress I'm sending out an SOS Oh Sting where is thy… I stuck with you through the Soul Cages And four out of Ten Summoner's Tales But if you try to act I'll call the Police back And they're throw you right in jail When you brag about Tantric sex I want to take your every breath O Sting where is thy death?