We can take a bit of a breather

We can skip to the practical part

We can skip to the time of neither

When we're together, even when we're apart

I'll tell you a story about the lake fever

Or we can skip to the coital fury

We can take it a little bit further

We can stick to the after effects part

Not trying to make you a believer

Don't want a little piece of your heart

Just telling you a story about the lake fever

Or we can skip to the neutral fury

Want to be a nobody without peer

Want to be a thought that's never done

Want to shake your faith in human nature

Want to be your wheezing screen door

Want to be your stars of Algonquin

Want to be your roaring floorboard

And cause discontent

Until they cease in their investigation

To bring back the day's events

Good citizens and time well spent

Till we're talking in whispers again