Sing to the corduroy boy. He dances to joy and his toy a Jack Daniels on the rocks enjoy my corduroy boy.Afraid of self purpose and essence rings splendour ,damage goods in unlimited supply.Ping pong silence to vain seance and silence crawls through the void.A distant reminder of habit sings to the corduroy boy.Handsome and Head over heel on  return to burn and sins frozen touch to a fragile altar,laugh ,cry my corduroy boy there seems nowhere to hide from the pretty last request of beating hearts under arrest and abandoned.