Household Names

(álbum: The First Of The Microbe Hunters - 2000)

Love befall from the apple tree
None have verve left to come to me
Crestfallen, I turned around

A good fair distance
Bringing my presents
Dressed like I had been
Seeing the woman
Seeing the woman (finally, eyes familiar)
With her bandaged face
She was mystery
With the falling leaves

Wish these idiots
Would leave me the space
To bear my homage
To his prickly face

Love befall from the apple tree
Energy creates energy

Transmit to all of you is what I wanna do
What I want to do, not work but transmit
To transmit what I want
To transmit what I want

I have thought about being nature's colour
But I am worried about the health risks
Those who work but don't earn
Those who earn and don't work

We want peace of the senses
She could be my friend
And the jealous friend
She was mystery
I look far away

Transmit to all of you is what I wanna do
What I want to do, not work but transmit
To transmit what I want
To transmit what I want
To transmit what I want
To transmit what I want
To transmit what I want
To transmit what I want