Logic

Can't you hear those cavalry drums

Hijacking your equilibrium

Midnight hags in the mausoleum

Where the pixilated doctors moan

Carnivores in the Kowloon night

Breathing freon by the candlelight

Coquettes bitch slap you so polite

Till you thank them

For the tea and sympathy

I want to defy

The logic of all sex laws

Let the handcuffs slip off your wrists

I'll let you be my chaperone

At the halfway home

I'm a full grown man

But I'm not afraid to cry

Neptune's lips taste like fermented wine

Perfumed blokes on the Ginza line

Running buck wild like a concubine

Who's mother never held her hand

Brief encounters in Mercedes Benz

Wearing hepatitis contact lens

Bed and breakfast getaway weekends

With Sports Illustrated moms

I want to defy

The logic of all sex laws

Let the handcuffs slip off your wrists

I'll let you be my chaperone

At the halfway home

I'm a full grown man

But I'm not afraid to cry

I want to defy

The logic of all sex laws

Let the handcuffs slip off your wrists

I'll let you be my chaperone

At the halfway home

I'm a full grown man

But I'm not afraid to cry