echo & the bunnymen
porcupine
There is no comparison  Between things about to have been  Missing the point of our mission  Will we become misshapen?  A change of heart  Will force the nail  Nailed to the door  To all avail  There are no divisions  Between things about to collide  Hitting the floor with our vision  A focus at some point arrives  A change of mind  Will force the nail  To hit the head  And set the sail  A change of skin  Will shed the tail  Hung on the wall  For use again  A change of heart  Will force the nail...  (There is no comparison  Between things about to have been) Smash the pig  This pork is mine  I'm pining for the pork  Of the porcupine  I'd best be on my best behavior  Best behave yourself you hear  There are silent ways of wishing now Wish I had what's turning round  Round the corridor  There are people there  Through the peephole I can see me down  Very nice  Some pressure feelings  You know how you hope  For something to hope for  There  What is that paper there  Paper is a colander Colander's picking holes in me  He's ____ the holy water there  Water's paper like an impure____ A strange moment as your ________ __________  Paper is a colander Colander is picking holes in me  Suck the pig this pork is mine 'Pining for the pork of the porcupine  ________ find out I'm beginning to see the light