Wonton

Look at all the other lovers
Evolution spreads its wings
You fiddle while the empire burns
Tonight we lose our touch

Look at all the happy people
Crowded on a city train
Too intimate here to engage
Shuffling in our cage

It's what you want on top
Of everything you've got
Until your heart stops

Two consummating cosmonauts
In an ocean of impure thoughts
To habitate it to explain
Your deepest darkest pain

It's what you want on top
Of everything you've got
Until your heart stops
And it's a meltdown
And an iceage
And it's the black plague

It's what you want on top
Of everything you've got
Until your heart stops
And it's the black plague
And it's the black plague

It's what you want on top
Of everything you've got
Until your heart stops
And it's a meltdown
Oh and an iceage
And it's a nice day

It's what you want on top
Of everything you've got
Until your heart stops