Your crooked smile Your paisley kiss Your golden voice Your artifice Weren't we wild or maybe it was just That I was wild for you Molecules Beneath the gun You could turn out to be A monster by age 21 Weren't we wild or maybe it was just That I was wild for you No one knows where the innocence it goes Our futures are so few Blossoms black And breaking glass I close my eyes I see you pass Weren't we wild or maybe it was just That I was wild for you Weren't we wild or maybe it was just That I was wild for you The calendars Of consequence The biosphere The big immense Weren't we wild or maybe it was just That I was wild for you No one knows where the innocence it goes Our futures are so few Better than a month of sundays baby Sunnier than Mondays come I needed someone for the weekends Said I need someone I need someone. In your house of plastic flowers You were living out there on Mall Road We'd watch the television Listen to rock opera on the radio CHORUS You were almost human Almost sane, you, almost human You wreck my brain You wreck my brain I was drinking too much then Said, A vaction, that is what I need. You said, There are no vacations for the haunted, C'mon babe, let's breed. and in your house of plastic flowers We were losing out there on Mall Road We'd watch television Listen to rock opera on the radio CHORUS Your crooked smile your paisley kiss your golden voice -------------------------------------------------------------
