Love's Out to Lunch

What's happened to love?
Nobody gets it on anymore.
Isn't it too bad? Is it
Nostalgic to feel you're busy out there,
Feeling whatever's real?
Love's on the run's
Often called fun
Getting social
Diseases from anyone
Who turns you on
Then turns you in
Then turn you out
And then he turns you off

Turned on my life because
It seems to me appalling
There must be more than love
Then only just
Then only just the falling
And everybody's popping their clutches
Stop and stare
Making it together
Far apart
Wake them up and ask them if they're out
There
Yeah
Out to lunch
Then I'd rather be alone
Look into their eyes
Is anyone
Home?

Note is on the doorstep
Of the earth
When they notice on the doorstep
Of the end
Note is on their doorstep
Of fear

Wake them up and ask them if they're out
There
Yeah