Your crooked smileYour paisley kissYour golden voiceYour artificeWeren't we wild or maybe it was justThat I was wild for youMoleculesBeneath the gunYou could turn out to beA monster by age 21Weren't we wild or maybe it was justThat I was wild for youNo one knows where the innocence it goesOur futures are so fewBlossoms blackAnd breaking glassI close my eyesI see you passWeren't we wild or maybe it was justThat I was wild for youWeren't we wild or maybe it was justThat I was wild for youThe calendarsOf consequenceThe biosphereThe big immenseWeren't we wild or maybe it was justThat I was wild for youNo one knows where the innocence it goesOur futures are so fewBetter than a month of sundays babySunnier than Mondays comeI needed someone for the weekendsSaid "I need someone I need someone."In your house of plastic flowersYou were living out there on Mall RoadWe'd watch the televisionListen to rock opera on the radioCHORUSYou were almost humanAlmost sane, you, almost humanYou wreck my brainYou wreck my brainI was drinking too much thenSaid, "A vaction, that is what I need."You said, "There are no vacations for the haunted,C'mon babe, let's breed."and in your house of plastic flowersWe were losing out there on Mall RoadWe'd watch televisionListen to rock opera on the radioCHORUSYour crooked smile your paisley kiss your golden voice-------------------------------------------------------------