Off the high-rise estate
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 away
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 you puny body lie down, lie down
As we lie, you say
As we lie, you say
Strectch out and wait
Strectch out and wait
Let you 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 ?
I really don't klnow
All I do know is that we're Here and it's Know
So stretch out and wait
Strectch out and wait
There is no debate, no debate, no debate
How can you consciously contempplate
When there's no debate, no debate
Stretch out and wait
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