They call you ecstasy

Nothing ever sticks to you

Not velcro, not scotch tape

Not my arms dipped in glue

Not if I wrap myself in nylon

piece of duct tape down my back

Love pierced the arrow with the twelve

And I cant get you back

Ah, ecstasy

Ecstasy

Ah, ecstasy

Across the streets an old ford, they took off its wheels

The engine is gone

In its seat sits a box

With a note that says, goodbye charlie, thanks a lot

I see a child through a window with a bib

And I think of us and what we almost did

The hudson rocketing with light

The ships pass the statue of liberty at night

They call it ecstasy, ah

Ecstasy

Ecstasy, ah

Ecstasy