There's pain on the border as far as the eyes can't see
And hell's getting busy while we're in the cheap seats
My girl in a tutu, more shoes to pick for her feet
How many lies long until we admit what we see
Blame it on love
Blame it on sorrow
Blame it on a star that fell too soon
Or jupiter calling, can you hear them cry?
SOS, someone help
SOS, someone help
They say the victims are dangerous, what a bitter excuse
Coz now we're complacent but living a lie is the truth
A doll in the water, her hair out like tendrils
But it's only a bad day that I've ever rescued
Blame it on love
Blame it on sorrow
Blame it on a star that fell too soon
Or jupiter calling, can you hear them cry?
SOS, someone help
SOS, someone help
SOS, someone help
SOS, someone help
SOS, someone help
SOS, someone help
Can't turn away from the pain
But I don't want to see it again
Can't turn away from the pain
I still hear them cry
SOS was written by Andrea Corr & Caroline Corr & Jim Corr & Sharon Corr.
SOS was produced by T Bone Burnett.