They're lying on sesame street
She's watching the moon shine
Like a razor in the corner of her eye
As if from afar
As she tears down the last star
And thinks of what mommy says
About boys and broken promises
But he doesn't have that propensity
He's full of passionate intensity
He's full of himself and so is she
Open sesame
The gyre is complete
The centre cannot hold
Things fall apart
To dirt what was gold
Nightmare on sesame street
The gyre is complete
The centre cannot hold
Things fall apart
To dirt what was gold
Nightmare on sesame street
Who's dragging his feet
Slouching toward bethlehem to be born
The man in the moon bares his fangs
Polishing his horn for the final burst
Who's dragging his feet
Slouching to bethlehem to be born
He's as red as a sheet
She's as white as meat
Open sesame
The gyre is complete
The centre cannot hold
Things fall apart
To dirt what was gold
Nightmare on sesame street
The gyre is complete
The centre cannot hold
Things fall apart
To dirt what was gold
Nightmare on sesame street
