A brand new human being razor sharp all firm and tan
All clean, all pure with a 30 second attention span
As the clock strikes 12 and we're ready for party games
You play blind man's bluff and I'll play out charades
Heaven knows
What kind of fool am I, why you take an eye for an eye
What comes over me
You were pumping iron while I was pumping irony

Now I find myself fully occupied and half alive
With your head, heart, arms and legs wrapped around my family pride
See the whites of their eyes - then shoot - with all the romance of
the Ton-Ton Macoute

Nothing will show as we're shedding our clothes
Then I suppose that anything goes
Heaven knows