I don't want
to clean this smoke-filled room.
Without her love life has lost its flavour for me.

How do I calm down my mind that never settles?
My hand is still warm.
Don't make a meal of it!

There is a smile of love
and there is a smile of deceit
and there is a hammer...

I'll kiss your feet then I'll go take a hot bath.
You were so pretty next to the blood stain on the carpet.
After all what remains of us?

Just a name and sticky dust.
Your Grace, you were a keen desire.
A lullaby called Dorothy.