[bad word] with me 
Into the trees 
We'll lay on the grass 
And let the hours pass 

Take my hand [bad word] back to the land 
Let's get away 
Just for one day 

Let me see you 
Stripped 

Metropolis 
Has nothing on this 
You're breathing in fumes 
I taste when we kiss 

Take my hand [bad word] back to the land 
Where everything's ours 
For a few hours 

Let me see you 
Stripped 

Let me hear you 
Make decisions 
Without your television 
Let me hear you speaking 
Just for me 

Let me see you 
Stripped.