Two Fists - The Monochrome Set

I’ve got to close my eyes unless my karma sees

On a banana boat you navigated the kitchen

It’s a precipice

OK, I’ll go for a walk

Just let me pack a few

Personals and pick up my straights

As logic dictates

As logic dictates

You’ve got what it takes to rearrange my face

I know you’re as hot as hell and the summer is high

You’ve got a mind to make love but that means

Someone must die

And I can see what’s coming like a rusty nail

It fits right into your world view like a wind in a sail

But that’s what love is about or what else am I here for

I guess I’ll wait in John Menzies then I’ll go back for more

You’ve got what it takes to rearrange my face