The First Day of Work at the Microscope Store - Anthony Green

What if the banner falls and the presenters are suffocated?

Stop the grand opening

The microscopes, we can’t see through them

Broken magnifying glasses

Serenade the passengers until they cry

Dancing for the cameras on the traffic lights

Kissing the turns — I can see through you —

Watching her eyes as he returns

Hold the wheel as every man going 95 on this lane

Serenade the passengers until they cry

Dancing for the cameras on the traffic lights

Like Adam and Eve high and driving

No one would stop us