really don't mind if you sit this one out
my words but a whisper your deafness a shout
i may make you feel
but i can't make you think
your sperm's in the gutter your love's in the sink
so you ride yourselves over the fields
and you make all your animal deals
and your wise men don't know how it feels
and the sandcastle virtues are all swept away
in the tide of destruction the moral malay
the elastic retreat
dreams the clouds of play
as the last wave uncovers the new fangled way
but your new shoes are worn at the heels
and your sun tenders rapidly peel
and your wise men don't know how it feels
and the love that i feel
is so far away
i'm a bad dream that i just had today
and you shake your head huh and said it's a shame
spin me back down the years and the days of my youth
draw the lace and black curtains
and shut out the whole truth
spin me down the long ages let them sing the song