Snarling clues underneath the dollies Waiting for a nudge to rise up and vanish And pop back only when the fret breaks into a moan They will never find Why else do you think people still talk about the people on Titanic?
Chummy jays Cockooing with crows saying its alright Mocking sad a bulge hiding behind the crooked crimson spring They will never see Why else do you think Amazon Rainforest is not a Honeymoon destination yet!