I Was Born in the Eighties, Remember? You Might Be Older Now, as We Hang on Through the Night Like Locusts, Our Bodies Meet, and So I Can't Wrestle Heavy Drinks From the Pain, but I'd Die If I Ever Think About the Future, You Know I Could Be Happy Back in the Day, but Only If You Were My Friend

People Are Talking That Theories Revolve Around the Idea That We All Relate to What We See

I Dreamed Much of Your Life Before; There's Nothing Left in This World You Gotta Follow Along; There's Nothing Left in This World to Which I Was Led Away

This Shouldn't Be a World I'd Make a Move On, but It Can Be So Lonely to Play an Eccentric Genius À La Woody Allen or Jean-Luc Godard, That I'm Moving on to Mimic Someone Else; Is It Still the Same or Am I Growing Old in the Darkness of Your Warm Embrace?

Don't Call This Evening, 'Cause I'm Tired and I Think I'm Dying; I've Been Sittin' Here All My Life Reflecting the Unreflectable Like a Jewish Fernando Pessoa on Damaged AAA Batteries; I Guess I Just Haven't Got Much to Say After All

Your Dirty Little Secret Slipped Right Through My Cracked Lips Because I'm Tired of Running Bets on a One Night Stand With Destiny's Child; I've Told You a Thousand Times Not to Count the Cents on Your Window Sill, Cuz What Motivation Would Night Fairies Have to Visit Your Room at Night Otherwise?

I'm Like a God and You're My Only Fan; The More I Know - The More I Have to Say; You Were Born in That Moment in the Back of My Mind, Staring at the Lawless Heavens, Saying That It's for the Best That You Are Only a Metaphysical Relic of My Derelict Fantasy