It's a preoccupation
Weighing on my mind
Taking up my time
Starting to lie blind
It's a preoccupation
Never on my knees
Watching your disease
I can't hear your pleas
It's a preoccupation
Helping home and country
Gardening for money
Holding land with honey
80s was the age of masturbation
Today we are paged for copulation
I'm not really sure who's who
One night at a time
You will go nowhere far
It's a preoccupation
I want nothing else
Movement is a haunted acre
Dancing is a crime
It's a preoccupation
Please give me money
I'm not
I'm not sure what it's used for
Wet
Behind the ears
She's leaning over
Leaning over
Dance, dance, dance
It's a preoccupation
He
Saw that girl
Playing with the world
I came
To the
Conclusion
You knew
All along
What
Dancing
Was good
For
It's a matter of time
A manner of hope
You know I live
Where you love most
Look in my eyes
See flecks of gold
Remember war crimes
Give me some more
You remember
New times only