Speak, see, remember   The crimes it took to get you through   Deadbeat december   There's blood in the butter   The kitchens are closed for the holidays   You know that I've got to say   There's been a lot of talk   Since you're on to me   On daddy on      To find in the fishes,   The creatures, the air   Been hangin' around   God loves ya, but what could he do?   Yeah, wha wha wha wha wha what could he do?      Passion and a lovin' suggestion   Gonna send ya into somebody's icy arms and now   Graphics will do the deal justice   it's a can't lose   Only two times or three or four or more      To find in the love in the creatures the air   You're hangin' around   God loves ya, but what could he do   Quit hangin' around   God loves ya, but what could he do      The terror twilight   It all to get down for it   The terror twilight   It all to get down for it      You're hangin' around   God loves ya, but what could he do?   Quit hangin' around   God loves ya, but what could he do?      Buy now!   Develop the coast and raise the sight lines   The oceans moving out   And someday   Develop the coast and sell the air   You know if we could we'd sell the air      Stand back!   Expansion is what we do the best   I don't see the grass and the fields   I see an epicenter with agendas   And you're aware they must be next   I hope you're aware they must be next   Do it! Do it! Do it!