Look at the men the supermen,
they all turn into king kong
in the end.
Look at their hands, caressing yours,
you have a monkey on your bed.
I know you hold off all the books of Darwin,
modern ancient lore,
you'll have to wait darling, till midnight, to find out dick
was too fast for love...
You wanna go to Heaven,
but you cannot fix the sun...
sometimes you feel you're just hanging
around,
men come into you like a train
sometimes you cry
"Why do I love the guys?"
Love is the way you want it
but not in the way they try.
I know you tried to find out
some kind of handsome butterflies...
"The difference beteewn you and I is
that one day I will fly."
So you caught him when you caught you
and you pinned him like an entomologist.
you wanna go to Heaven,
Baby you're trapped in your cocoon.
Sometimes you feel you're just hanging around
Why did he have to crucify?
You act in love like an entomologist.
love is the way you want it,
but not in the way they try...
You had a strange dream late at night
you were flying like a moth
you think about this poor Jesus Christ
who died upon the cross.
