I am your top ten severed

I am your number one

Reduced to fictions dance floor

And take delirium



A man of seasoned syndromes

Programming mysteries

A man of useless incomes

Forgotten litanies



You want some answers quickly

You write down nothing wrong

And I inquire discreetly

About your favorite song



It starts all good intentions

It ends with falling hearts

Did I forget to mention

It plays before it starts?



You cannot play this record

Its grooves are dressed to kill

All daylight frames per second

The chances are, you will



Bring out your dancing party

Fill up your little room

Your silver eyes enchanted

They glide and shoot the moon



I am your one hit wonder

Your Christmas giveaway

I am your stolen thunder

Your 'No love left today'



A frozen sound diminished

Out on the radio

The song is never finished