¡Alarma!
Words and Music by Terry Taylor
©1981 Paragon Music Corp./ASCAP
It's a brain drain, overload, laid out on the reel to reel
The warning of the afterlife
The afterbirth that tells how we feel
Alarma, somebody's crying
Alarma, somebody's dying
Alarma, somebody's turning away
Sugarcane in cellophane is playing at the radio station
Laughs out in the gallery
Believing that it's all elation
Alarma, somebody's pleading
Alarma, somebody's bleeding
Alarma, somebody's turning away
A wise guy in the sky invites you to a guilty party
Won't charge you at the door
But he sure knows how to get your money
Alarma, he's pointing a finger
Alarma, he's such a dead ringer
Alarma, somebody's turning away
Somebody's turning away, somebody's turning away
Alarma, somebody's turning away
Alarma, somebody's turning away
Alarma, somebody's turning away
