Let's get lost
Fingers first
It is an ordinary evening yeah
I am broadcasting and you're receving yeah

Sick sick sound
All fall down
It is a necessary evil yeah
Just like Highways, gas stations, and people

I remember golden days when all this was a mystery and
You could write a letter, then, or god [bad word] visit me

If you find yourself without me
If you find yourself without me
Can you find yourself without me
Can you find yourself without me

Hey I'm fine
You are saying nothing
but your tongue is getting blacker all the time
It is a measurable feeling yeah
Sat in on escape from get to breathing

I connected speakers to my smooth-sounding discotheques
And they don't know the difference
are they man or are they memorex?

If you find yourself without me
If you find yourself without me [bad word] on, find yourself without me [bad word] on come [bad word] on
And take your listerine

Listerine

I remember golden days when all this was a mystery and
You could write a letter, then, or god [bad word] visit me

I remember golden days when all this was a mystery and
You could write a letter, then, or god [bad word] visit me

If you find yourself without me
If you find yourself without me [bad word] on find yourself without me [bad word] on come [bad word] on
And take your listerine
Listerine
Listerine