Texty: Peter Gabriel. Big Blue Ball.

Johnny says I'm out of here
Mary knows she's staying in alone
Find it hard to get along
Wonder 'bout the price of happy homes

Sometimes, feel like they're caught in a landslide
Sometimes, everythin' seems to make no sense at all

But it's so clean and bright, the other side of maybe
Yes, it's clean, bright but no one sees at all
It's so clean, bright, you just livin' out a lie
On the big blue ball, no trouble at all

Fuzzy in the afternoon, drifting into thoughts about a war
Drawing lines and taking sides, we gettin' tired, seen it before
Space man see there's no heaven above us
If you walk, you can say there's no hell below

But it's so clean and bright, the other side of maybe
Yes, it's clean, bright but no one sees at all
It's so clean, bright, you just livin' out a lie
On the big blue ball, no trouble at all

(Thanks to Yvon for these lyrics)