The jewel, the price  Looking into your eyes  Cool pools drawn your mind  What else you find  I hear a rumour - it was just a rumour  I heard a rumour - what have you done to her  Myriad lights - they sayd I'd be impressed  Arabian Knights - at your primitive best  A tourist oasis - reflects in seedy sunshades  A monstrous oil tanker it's wound bleeding in seas  I heard a rumour - what have you done to her  I heard a rumour - what have you done to her  Veiled behind screens  Kept as your baby machine  Whilst you conquer more orifices  Of boys, goats and things  Ripped out sheeps eyes - no forks or knives  Myriad lights - they sayd I'd be impressed  Arabian Knights - at your primitive best