Behind the wealth of emotion
And the fraudulent dance
Ice streams over the pavement
The heart takes its last stand
Above the night it flies sober
Cradling the English flag
Slate settles for rooftops
Beneath the drinking is right

Cause I’m a two tone thinker
My world’s [bad word] ridden spoon
She likes her Cartier headwear
And her Paramount perfume

Cause I’m a two tone lover
I’ll drop a heart for the chase
And the hole’s been dug in my heart, sweet darlin’
Take them down to your road, to your road

And they’ll know now they want you
The artist hides his words without meaning
To make his father applaud oh
Oh son, you pulled out a real one

Somewhere between your mark and the door
She waves her hands for my silence
And pulls the card from my eye
Crimson black hair dye
From her head to her thighs

Cause I’m a two tone thinker
My world’s [bad word] ridden spoon
She likes her Cartier headwear
And her Paramount perfume

Cause I’m a two tone lover
I’ll drop a heart for the chase
And the hole’s been dug in my heart, sweet darlin’
Take them down to your road, to your road

And they’ll know, and they’ll know now they want you
And the hole’s been dug in my heart, sweet darlin’
Cause the hole’s been dug in my heart, sweet darlin’
Cause the hole’s been dug in my heart, sweet darlin’
And the hole’s been dug in my heart, sweet darlin’