You glug, and you glug
Salt water from sandcastle bucket
You glug, and you glug
And the tide turns in your stomach, splash your shoes
You complain the tap-water runs solid white
You dangle fishing line for crabs, but they're not interested
I'm your only bite
I watched your face move in a compact mirror
How the powder settles in
(Premature crows feet, caused by worry)
You say I circle you unwanted, like a seagull swoops and feeds from bin

There Are Listed Buildings
And woe betide your listed heart
I think I'd do it for love, if it were not for the money
I'll take any scraps that you can give

Come what midnight
You commandeer a fishing boat
Decree to drift further than we could swim
Come what midnight
The neon signs have been unplugged and fade
You danced a jig down at the harbour
Create your own flash show with security lights
I remember being naked to my waist, though not in which direction
(And oh, I am a glutton for love. Can you give me some romance?
I'm a glutton for sin.)
We are but two atheists in lust
You know, we gotta make our own luck

There Are Listed Buildings
And woe betide your listed heart
I think I'd do it for love, if it were not for the money
I'll take any scraps that you can give

I think I'd do it for love, if it were not for the money
I'll take any scraps that you can give
I think I'd do it for love, if it were not for the money
I'll take any scraps that you can give