Karaoké Killing an Arab The Cure

Standing on a beach with a gun in my hand

Staring at the sea

Staring at the sand

Staring down the barrel at the Arab on the ground to see his open mouth but I hear no sound

I'm alive

I'm dead

I'm the stranger killing an Arab

I can turn and walk away or I can fire the gun

Staring at the sky

Staring at the sun

Whichever I choose it amounts to the same

Absolutely nothing

I'm alive

I'm dead

I'm the stranger killing an Arab

I feel the steel butt jump

Smooth in my hand

Staring at the sea

Staring at the sand

Staring at myself

Reflected in the eyes of the dead man on the beach

I'm alive

I'm dead

I'm the stranger killing an Arab