Wonton

Look at all the other lovers
Evolution spreads its wings
You fiddle while the empire burns
Tonight we lose our touch
Look at all the happy people
Crowded on a city train
Too intimate here to engage
Shuffling in our cage
It’s what you want on top
Of everything you’ve got
Until your heart stops
Two consummating cosmonauts
In an ocean of impure thoughts
To habitat is to explain
Our deepest darkest pain
It’s what you want on top
Of everything you’ve got
Until your heart stops
And it’s a meltdown
And an ice age
And it’s a black plague
It’s what you want on top
Of everything you’ve got
Until your heart stops
And it’s the black plague
And it’s a bitter fade
It’s what you want on top
Of everything you’ve got
Until your heart stops
And it’s a meltdown
Oh, and an ice age
And it’s a nice day
It’s what you want on top
Of everything you’ve got
Until your heart stops