Peter Gabriel: Quite steam

Stand backStand backWhat are those dogs doing, sniffing at my feetThey're onto something, pickin' up, pickin' upThis heatThis heatGive me steamHow you feel can make it realGet a life with this dreamer's dreamOh, give me steamReal as anything you seeGet a life in this dreamer's dreamYou know your culture from your trashYou know your plastic from your cashWhen I lose sight of the trackYou know the way backBut I know youYou know your stripper from your paintYou know your sinner from your saintWhenever heaven's doors are shutYou get them open, butI know youGive me steamAnd how you feel can make it realGet a life in this dreamer's dreamOh, give me steamReal as anything you seeGet a life in this dreamer's dreamYou know your green from your redYou know the quick from the deadSo much better than the restYou think you've been blessedBut I know youYou know your ladder from your snakeYou know the throttle from the brakeYou know your straight line from the curveYou've got a lot of nerveBut I know youGive me steamAnd how you feel can make it realGet a life in this dreamer's dreamOh, give me steamReal as any place you've beenGet a life with this dreamer's dreamOh yeah, I need steamFeel your steam around meTurning up the heatI start to dream aloudYou move my hands and feetWon't you step into this cloudOf steamThis steamGive me steamHow you feel can make it realReal as anything you've seenGet a life with this dreamer's dreamGive me steamHow you feel can make it so realGet a life in this dreamer's dreamHelp me yeahComin' aliveIn your steamComin' aliveIn your steamComin' alive