Off the high-rise estates   What's at the back of your mind   Your face I can see   And it's desperately kind   But what's at the back of your mind?   Two icy-cold hands conducting the way   It's the Eskimo blood in my veins   Amid concrete and clay   And general decay   Nature must still find a way   So ignore all the codes of the day   Let your juvenile impulses sway   This way and that way   This way and that way   God, how sex implores you   To let yourself lose yourself   Stretch out and wait   Stretch out and wait   Let your puny body lie down, lie down   As we lie, you say   As we lie, you say   Stretch out and wait   Stretch out and wait   Let your puny body lie down, lie down   As we lie, you say:    Will the world end in the day time?   (I really don't know)   Or will the world end in the night time?   (I really don't know)   And is there any point ever having children?   Oh, I don't know   What I do know is we're Here and it's Now   So stretch out and wait   Stretch out and wait   There's no debate, no debate, no debate   How can you consciously contemplate   How there's no debate, no debate   Stretch out and wait