The Turning of Our Bones

I don't give a fuck about the past Our glory days gone by All I care about right now Is that wee mole inside your thigh And my confidence might crumble But my Brio is unbroken Let me loosen all your knots Let our bodies be awoken It's been another seven years It's showing 'round the eyes Another seven years Entombed in lethargy and lies But let's dig out our old clothes And prepare for celebration I am the son of sleep All I need's an invitation The heart began to putrefy And then the body bloated As our hair and teeth fell out We did our best to be devoted But let's squeeze the maggots from our flesh Like tiny poison pustules Abandon all decorum Boil us down to our essentials We're all just carbon, water Starlight, oxygen and dreams And the sun, the moon, the earth The neighbors long to hear our screams So if Bacchus is a friend to Love Then take this cup of kindness Just one sip, one chug One kiss can cure us of our blindness Hear my wanton whispers My loud, intemperate plea We've been down among the dead men Now you're coming up with me Dig us up and hold us high Raise our carcass to the sky Wrap us up in sequin skin And we can dance again in sin Just take my hand and be brave We'll say goodbye to this grave Tonight we salsa, we rave We are upcycled and saved We've got the hay so let's roll Surrender all self control Quick now before the bell tolls Let's sing the sighs from our souls In the long grass underneath the sun, I saw you In Tesco with your buttons undone, I saw you Hand in hand as we do the school run, I saw you In a mask with a secret someone, I saw you Let's not be bashful Don't be oblique The flesh is willing but the spirit is weak The second life is calling Feel its pull, feel its tow So let's live now before we're back below