My guy has a tan transcontinentalBut it keeps me enchainedWatch an old black and white movieFred and Ginger are too sentimental, crying in shameI don't want to be forgottenI can't be aloneSo don't you dare leave meIt's like coming homeIt's a skin that has diedHuman voices like a drumAnd they're looking right through meScatter the ashes one more time for me, one more time for meMy guy has a tattoo ornamentalWhen he's frozen in spaceCut your eye far to meA covered carcass is too elemental, caught underneath a subwayI don't want to be forgottenI can't be aloneSo don't you dare leave meIt's like coming homeIt's a skin that has diedHuman voices like a drumAnd they're looking right through meScatter the ashes one more time for me, one more time for meOne more time for me, one more time for meOne more time for me, One more time for meOne more time for me, One more time for meTrans-likened, twisting my ankleDoing the grave danceNarcotic? Yes please, I'll have a sampleRiding on my very last chanceThen the clouds will open for meGonna meet my Jesus ChristI see history playing before meFor pleasure and passion you play the priceSadness the name of the spike that took meI'll make that's allLike some raging, hard, horny MephistophelesWho came for my soul