I am your top ten severed,
I am your number one,
Reduced to fictions dancefloor,
And take delirium,
A man of seasoned syndromes,
Programming mysteries,
A man of useless incomes,
Forgotten litanies.
You want some answers quickly,
You write down nothing wrong,
And I inquire discreetly,
About your favorite song,
It starts all good intentions,
It ends with falling hearts,
Did I forget to mention,
It plays before it starts.
You cannot play this record,
Its grooves are dressed to k**,
All daylight frames per second,
The chances are you will,
Bring out your dancing party,
Fill up your little room,
Your silver eyes enchanted,
They glide and shoot the moon.
I am your one hit wonder,
Your Christmas giveaway,
I am your stolen thunder,
Your "no love left today"
A frozen sound diminished,
Out on the radio,
The song is never finished...