In my day I could hear them say
Mr. K was awfully close
Now we take that bow you know
´Cause it´s time to meet your ghost
And I don´t understand

Minotaurs and jaguars
Are at my finger´s tip
Falling up through the mustard gates
And I think I broke my hip
And I don´t understand
I do not understand

Nine o´clock I turn my heels and sigh
For one last time
Ten-thirty I tied my chi
And died up on the vine

Send me out to the pasture, love
With a closet full of whips
The coroner spins with his bag of grins
And he´s sewing up my lips
And I don´t understand

Nine o´clock I turn my heels and sigh
For one last time
Ten-thirty I tied my chi
And died up on the vine
I died up on the vine

Suddenly when the moment comes
And it´s harmony or rage
Flowers cry on the corpse of love
And it´s time to turn your page

Mr. and Mrs. Au Contraire
I think they´ll soon arrive
All the treasures you have saved
Your children now divide
And I don´t understand
I do not understand
Nine o´clock I turn my heels and-

Suddenly when the moment comes
And it´s harmony or rage
Flowers cry on the corpse of love
And it´s time to turn your page

I am somewhere else my love
And I think you´ll know just where to find me
Out in an interstellar place and there´s
Nothing left here to define me
You are somewhere else good love
And this life of crime that´s all behind me
We are all just space and love
And I think you´ll know that´s who designed me
I am somewhere else my love
And I think you´ll know just where to find me
Out in an interstellar place and there´s
Nothing left here to define me

You are somewhere else good love
And this life of crime that´s all behind me
We are all just space and love
And I think you´ll know that´s who designed
Me