Rock!

[Verse 1]
We hung from a thread just to prove poetry undead
We rendered ourselves perfectly suitable to public consumption

[Chorus]
Once again, you've mistaken the minerals for cures
Confused the catechism with your chores
My aim is only true when I'm aiming at you!

[Verse 2]
We swung from a string just to prove poetry unreadable
We rendered ourselves perfectly suited to public consumption

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
A lesson to us all: Louise will not be faltering
She craves a cul-de-sac to look back upon, and so do we
If I appear oblivious, it's only 'cause I'm blessed
With the foresight to know that I knew
You had been had before you were through being had!

[Outro]
Go easy on me, Queen of Languages, please! (x3)
Go easy on me, Queen of Languages, go!