Lyrics

I would love to love you with flutes And carapace, with single and devotion Followed and following, bereft of everything Stood interval drinks in the theatre of the absurd I notice you have the lead Writ large in the deal a piece is your head Out of sight, the loved lie down And disappear from each others' view Need and need and need blow up In everyone's face the result is avant-garde Stood me a star, stand me a ride Your wrecked car is a piece of your love