yeah, it’s sensational     vaguely intentional                        they’re overthrowing the humble king

                                                                                  (what a pig

                                                                                                  what a pig)

an end to all ends                          onslaught, slaughtered

                                le comédie, le tragédie

all of this, this is me                    a windmill without arms

nothing is yet                   enough

was crawling through the sewer

of the bygone hotel in

memphis, tennessee                    no one knows what i                    call graceland anymore

i cover your smile, i cover

the touch, i am two lovers,

cut from the same cloth

                 we use in unison 

we are smoking gauloises in

bed, a cigarette for all your 

problems                                           (you cannot afford such a thing)

aha! kevin’s at it, he’s 

cutting barbed wire in his

tiny flat, chinchilla                        fear of salmonella                          over and lush.