It's a mistake
Empty handed at daybreak
The form of the skin is a lie in the flesh
What's it take
It's a trap
Strap on your head for another lap
Land on your feet in another suite
It's sweeter complete
Still standing in the street
On the street where you live with its mansions and flats
With its fountains and statues and gardens and flowers
With its starlings and rats
Where you stand in the shadow behind the great window
And you say well that is that
It's a pleasure
And your beck and call at your leisure
The root of desire is the crack in the seam
Hesitation
It's a scam
Jam on your ring different I am
Land on your knees wherever you please
Seizing control still standing in a hole
And a whole year goes by in the wink of a pigsty
Oh don't be shy
It's rewards and receipts
You're so bored and deceitful
Oh my oh my
Oh my pounding heart wants to pull you apart
Oh my pounding heart wants to pull you apart
Yeah my pounding heart wants to pull you apart
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