I am your top ten severed
I am your number one
Reduced to fictions dance floor

And take delirium

A man of seasoned syndromes

Programming mysteries
A man of useless incomes
Forgotten litanies


You want some answers quickly
You write down nothing wrong

And I inquire discreetly
About your favorite song


It starts all good intentions
It ends with falling hearts
Did I forget to mention

It plays before it starts?

You cannot play this record

Its grooves are dressed to kill
All daylight frames per second
The chances are, you will


Bring out your dancing party
Fill up your little room

Your silver eyes enchanted
They glide and shoot the moon


I am your one hit wonder
Your Christmas giveaway
I am your stolen thunder

Your 'No love left today'

A frozen sound diminished

Out on the radio
The song is never finished