Honey, lovin' you is the greatest thingI get to be myself and I get to sing I get to play at being irresponsibleI come home late and I love your soulI never forget you in my prayersI never have a bad thing to report You're my picture on the wallYou're my vision in the hallYou're the one I'm talking toWhen I get in from my workYou are my girl and you don't even know itI am livin' out the life of a poetI am the jester in the ancient courtAnd you're the funny little frog in my throat My eyesight's fading, my hearing's dimI can't get insured for the state I'm inI'm a danger to myself, I've been starting fightsAt the party at the club on a Saturday nightBut I don't get disapproving from my girlShe gets all the highlights wrapped in pearls You're my picture on the wallYou're my vision in the hallYou're the one I'm talking toWhen I get in from my workYou are my girl and you don't even know itI am livin' out the life of a poetI am the jester in the ancient courtAnd you're the funny little frog in my throat Had a conversation with you at nightIt's a little one-sided but that's all rightI tell you in the kitchen about my dayYou sit on the bed in the dark changing placesWith the ghost that was there before you cameYou've come to save my life again I don't dare to touch your hand I don't dare to think of youIn a physical wayAnd I don't know how you smellYou are the cover of my magazineYou're my fashion tip, a living museumI'd pay to visit you on rainy SundaysI'll maybe tell you all about it someday

My babyCame to me lately:"Honey, please don't take this badBut maybeWhen you laid meCould we try to spice it up?"I looked herAcross the tableFirst to see if she was jokingNo jokeThere was no flickerJust a girl Who wanted more Than meatAnd potatoesShe may stop atAt whips and chainsShe needs carousalMore arousalA bit of pain So we startedBy using handcuffsWe tried a can of cold whipped creamI was allergicTo so much dairyShe had to finish itAll by herself I slapped herShe wasn't expectingThen she hit me backShe freakin' cracked meI got a nosebleedShe was angryShe wanted more Than meatAnd potatoesShe may stopAt pumps and drainsShe needs some arousalSome carousalA bit of pain Invite the neighbours (Invite the neighbours)Or total strangers (Or total strangers)And give yourself a leg up, honeyWhere the queen maskPut on the French basqueIt's full of honey holesAnd if we're gonna use them all, ohThen we're gonna need more Than meatAnd potatoesOh, she may draw the lineAt dolls and freaksShe needs some abusingSome amusement to get through the week I know you respect meAnd you won't reject meAnd the arrow of our love is straight and true

I took a long hard lookAt the heroes of my youth.And their antics on the page there onCan no longer sustain meEver since I was a boyThey brought me joyBut the shackles of the way I wasCan no longer contain me It was excitingAnd enlighteningReverberating through my dreamsGoodbye to realityAnd set a course for wayward schemes. Now I can't singI can't feelI don't know what is real.I was travelling through the past for yearsTell me what's my destinationNow the past is goneI don't even have a songWe've not sung beforeTo a closing doorTell me what's my situation? I saw the film,I lived the bookI got the haircutThat's all it tookBut now I know it's going to takeA little more now I'm awake I took along hard lookNow I'm waiting for the phone to ringI glance at the inboxIs there any tantalising mail there inThere was lust in my restless heartBut now I know what true love meansGoodbye to realityAnd set sail for dreamsy

I'm sitting around at the checkpointKeeping myself to myselfMy heart's going out to the girl with the gunShe is young, she is fun, she is deadly She clocks off, goes back to the cityGoes to a club with her friends I just took a walk through the checkpointPast columns of poor Arab sonsThey queue through the day for a chance to make payFor something to put in their mouths He can't sleep at night without gunfireThe lullaby puts him to sleep We stand there accused of the British collusionIsrael into PalestineA victory for some an astonishing hopeBut for him it has brought devastationHe lives like a prisoner in exileHe lives like a prisoner in hell Dates black and white in the blue vault of spaceSwoop around like a symbol of peaceCan they see the hawk?They're too busy in talk of loveWhy should they contemplate fear? Everyone meets in the cramped city streetsHipsters of zion collideTo talk music and drossAt the sign of The CrossWe eat our falafel in peaceThe girl lets her uniform slipThe boy cracks a joke he is sweetHe listens to Hip Hop in GazaShe listens to Coldplay in Lod