New Body

New paint for the walls
Holding up for so long
New flowers for the garden
When the old ones have fallen
New vines full of grapes
When the old rot away
And you won’t believe it — you’ll love this most of all
New bodies for the old, old guard
New suits for the boys in the band
Familiar eyes on pretty new faces
And it’s the same old dress
Who would you want
Staring back at the table?
Think of all you love
Now you won’t have to give it up
New bodies for the old, old guard
New suits for the boys in the band
Familiar eyes on pretty new faces
And it’s the same old dress
So what will you choose?
Brown eyes or blue?
…and agent orange
Goodbye old face
New bodies for the old, old guard
New suits for the boys in the band
Familiar eyes on pretty new faces
And it’s the same old dress