Standing in the half light, wondering if you can
There stands the priest of sinners, consolation in his hands
Though he prays he won’t need it, he keeps it by his side
Waiting for the face up and the answer in her eyes
All while the music’s playing a backdrop serenade
There’s only one point of view
To be doing the things, things that lovers should do
Disco-queens in dancestep, moving face to face
All tangled up in neon don’t think it’s some disgrace
The blue western denim, the East Coats razor edge
The European fashion, the leathers and re-threads
All while the music’s playing a backdrop serenade
There’s only one point of view
To be doing the things, things that lovers should do