Lyrics: Prefab Sprout. Here on The Eerie.

It's much more beguiling, than children at play
The mind meets dilemma, with a heart in decay
How they reconcile art with
What was I going to say?

I called because you're in a position to help
With a limited talent but impossible wealth
How they reconcile love with
It sure is a problem but don't go away

Cool critique of new Gomorrah or schoolboy crush
On Che Guevara, face yourself or give it away
Hearts grow numb and conscience weary
Mutiny here on Eerie, face yourself or give it away

Don't start pretending, you've feelings anguish
If you'd prefer to dance
Please stop talking, of things you know nothing
The truth well will make you ill

So chew on the safest, the blandest of food
And avoid the specifics, that might ruin the mood
A universal prescription continues to elude

Love becomes you, a happy burden
But other liver stay neatly curtained
Recognize that, It won't go away

Hearts grow numb and conscience weary
Mutiny here on the Eerie face yourself or give it away
This star crossed lovers business, astrology wheeziness
Go rhyme your runes in June

Don't turn tearful or mystical on me
I'm not your seventh son