It’s a hybrid of me-I’m a hybrid of he
You’re a misfit of me-I’m a misfit of you … in limbo
Carbon copies run blue-a reminder for you but they’re only skin deep crumpled shells in a heap Marked cheap
Surrogate heads of a no-no domain
shoulders form rows to make waves again Catch the next train
When you walked through that door marked enter if you dare Reasoned with a friend marked do not bend bit on that finger marked handle with care
a tear soiled your cheek-a broken finger on the floor a mess in sawdust-a shop window burst … no repairs
it’s a hybrid of me-I’m a hybrid of he
You’re a misfit for me-I’m a misfit for you in limbo … do you speak the lingo?
Siouxsie and the Banshees, Hybrid