The Minus is loveless

He talks to the land

And the leaves fall

And the pond over-ices

She don't know the system, Plus

She don't understand

She's got all the wrong fuses and splices

She's not going to fix it up

Too easy



The masking tape tangles

It's sticky and black

And the copper

Proud headed Queen Lizzie

Conducts little charges

That don't get charged back

Well the technical manual's busy

She's not going to fix it up too easy

And she holds out her flashlight

And she shines it on me

She wants me to tell her

What the trouble might be

Well I'm learning

It's peaceful

With a good dog and some trees

Out of touch with the breakdown

Of this century

They're not going to fix it up

Too easy



We once loved-together

And we floodlit that time

Input-output-electricity

But the lines overloaded

And the sparks started flying

And the loose wires

Were lashing out at me

She's not going to fix that up

Too easy

But she holds out her candle

And she shines it in

And she begs him to show her

How to fix it again

While the song that he sang her

To soothe her to sleep

Runs all through her circuits

Like a heartbeat

She's not going to fix it up

Too easy