And it's a sweet sickness surfing my soul I watch the dogs at night from my window They howl a loss of control, as do my habits I'm taking extra classes in new politics
Hey rudy rudy, shy cynic to be The sun is shining down on our arcane effigies
And I'm a cold partial to translocation I live in a town with no acclamation for community And hapless sick lay on doorsteps of beauty And the privileged are unhappy
Hey rudy rudy, shy cynic to be The sun is shining down on our arcane effigies Hey rudy rudy, stop shadowing me The sun us shining down on our arcane effigies
