magnetic fields: love is like a bottle of gin
It makes you blind, it does you in
It makes you think you're pretty tough
It makes you prone to crime and sin
It makes you say thing off the cuff
It's very small and made of glass
and grossly over-advertise
It turns a genius into an ass
and makes a fool think he is wise
It could make you regret your birth
or turn cartwheels in your best suit
It costs a lot more than it's worth
and yet there is no substitute
They keep it on a higher shelf
the older and more pure it grows
It has no color in itself
but it can make you see rainbows
You can find it at the Bowery
or you can find it at Elaine's
It makes your words more flowery
It makes the sun shine, makes it rain
You just get what they put in
and they never put in enough
Love is like a bottle of gin
but a bottle of gin is not like love
magnetic fields: the one you really love
I do believe our love's in danger
I might as well be loving air
You look at me like I'm a stranger
You look at me like I'm not there
I gaze into your eyes of blue
but their beauty is not for me
You're thinking of someone who's gone
You're dreaming of the one you really love
I made you mine, or so it seemed
Though he is dead he haunts your dreams
I might as well be two ft. tall
You never will love me at all...
You're dreaming of the corpse you really love
I feel hypnotised. I feel paralysed.
And the skin I call my own has a heart that quits, knees that buckle in, and lungs that can't breath when they're alone.
I am lost in your eyes - hypnotised.
I'll let you be in my dream if I can be in yours.
Bring your chains, your lips of tragedy and fall into my arms.