Beneath the lights, the slease, the mayhem

handome ads, and cool seduction.

Everything is impossible and everything's so easy,

Invasion of invented needs,

between the carrot and the stick.

They fix you with their beastly eyes and smile



and if they darken your sweet soul,

and if they ever let you go.



Is your love, is it, strong enough, is it

like a feast, is it, sweet or wild, is it,

All of these things:...?

You could be forgiven



Into anchor-tattooed arms

go sad-eyed dreamers bound for elsewhere

Lovers cling like the Pieta in style

Myth and sham, believe, believe

your tears will end,

you've got to feel this love

please...



and if they darken your sweet soul,

and if they ever let you go.



Is your love, is it, strong enough, is it

like a feast, is it, sweet or wild, is it,

All of these things:...?

You could be forgiven