Hit Single


Love don't rhyme,
   far as I can tell.
It don't rhyme,
   far as I know.
Ain't no moon-june thing...
It's all outta order
   and it fucks with yer head...
And it sure don't do it
   in no four-four time.

I'm tired of tryin'
   to make the pieces fit...
Like it was all that easy...
ABACAB
Abacadbra this, baby.
Make these flaws go away...
   these edges...
   these places where I smell...
         where I sweat
This is the real thing, darlin'...
Wanna dance?

This is where memories fester.
These are the scars...
Wild guitar lines...
   jagged, like children
     who misbehave.
This one's an anthem
   to the one who got free.
A melody whistled
   through broken teeth.
Love ain't always pretty...
   some splendored thing
It's a worn road
   we're travellin' on...
   with potholes and crosses
   by the roadside...
Where some of us died...
Ridin' off cliffs,
   down into canyons...
Thinkin' we could fly...
Singin' Hallelujah!!
   Hallelujah!!---
This must be love!!

They say you need a hook
   in songs about love.
I can see that.
Hey, I'm hypnotized...
My heart's out there,
   swingin' to an' fro---
The ol' in-out,
   I'm an easy mark routine.

The heart pumps blood---
   that's a physical thing.
Where the song is---
   that's the mystery part.
I'm still lookin'.
I'm the hopeful kind.
Got myself a voice
   that'll raise angels
     from the dead.
I'll sing one note here...
   one note there...
Touch me where it hurts
   an' I'll sing off-key.
That way, you'll really
   get to know me.
I'll put on a show---
Sing ya the second coming.

Love don't rhyme,
   far as I can tell.
Ain't no moon-june thing.
It talks outta turn
   an' it robs ya blind.
But if you're lucky,
   love sings YOU.
Turns your whole damn world,
   upside down.