Save Me (Steve Hill) There are no more shoulders for me to cry on The strings have all been cut We’re puppets hanging by a thread There are no more satin sheets for me to lie on We’re stuck in reverse, Trapped inside our heads They said, we’d be better off dead Somebody save me Can anybody save me Somebody, somewhere save me Save me from myself There are no more ruby red slippers All the bright city lights have burnt and crumbled to dust And there are no more wild racing stallions Nothing will grow, except for the rust and the lust It’s a bust I’ve had enough Somebody save me Will anybody please save me Somebody, somewhere save me Somebody, somewhere save me Save me from myself There are no more snow capped covered mountains It’s all just a wasteland, a cold cratered moon And there are no more waves crashing over Hate, greed and oil have covered it all up There are no more single white roses They’ve all been picked plucked and packaged up And thrown away Somebody please save me Will anybody, somebody, anybody Someone please save me Save us from ourselves