Black Treacle
Lately I've been seeing thingsBelly button piercings in the sky at nightWhen we're side by side
And I don't mean to rainon anybody's cabaretOne of those games you're gonna looseBut you wanna play it just in case
Now it's getting dark and the sky looks stickyMore like black treacle than tarBlack treacleSomebody told the starsyou're not coming out tonightAnd so we found a place to hide
Does it help you stay up late?Does it help you concentrate?Does it tune you in when you chew your chin?Am I ruining your fun?
And you talk the talk alrightBut do you walk the walk or catch the train?You wanted it, you got itBut you don't want it now
And I'm out of placeand I'm not getting any wiserI feel like the sundance kidbehind a synthesiserAnd I tried last night to pack away a laughLike a key under the matBut it never seems to be therewhen you want it