Frozen moment, cold blood time: 
the Iguana Lady is saying goodbye.... 
She's not quite ready, she wants to stay, 
She wants to be perfect but not in the way. 
He tries to be cautious, one more cigarette, 
He wants to be open but the time 
             is not yet. 
They talk about poetry, life-stories too; 
He wants to know if she keeps a pet or two. 
She's into Lizards, she's into snakes, 
He's into trauma - still got the shakes 
From a lady who only faulked dogs 
and cats making love in the alley 
... she thought like that ... 
so he doesn't notice he's falling in 
to a change in colour of 
             chameleon skin. 

And the sun beats down on the baking earth 
in the land where the Lizards play 
And the tongues flick out - though they want to touch 
all the words get in the way 
And it's you and me and it's he and she 
and it's everything I say. 

Frozen vision, deaf and dumb, 
still trying to work out what I've [bad word] .. 
I tried to reach you, I tried to score, 
I shot the bolt on the open door... 
The secret reaction, base metal to gold 
and all I felt was my blood froze... 
I walked on water - I was wearing skis - 
and now the water must dance on me 

Anyway, for all that, will you dance with me? 
             will you dance with me? 

And the sun beats down on the baking earth 
in the land where the Lizards play 
And they shed their skins and at last 
begin to find colours for the day. 
       will you dance with me?