I’m not running away, I’m running to
Corruption of the spirit, isn’t in it
For a good looking man about town?

Are you afraid of someone alive?
Are you feeling heartbroken
‘Cause you’ll never be mistaken for the
Good looking man about town?

You’ve got your degree then you flew to Mars
But you still feel wretched
‘Cause you’ll never be naked with the
Good looking man about town

Are you afraid of someone alive?
Are you scared to death of even looking at the
Flesh of a good looking man about town?

Hear the gang say: “marry me, marry me”
Hear the gang say: “marry me, marry me”
Hear the gang say: “marry me, marry me”

On the midnight streets, no moon and no stars
No one around to come down
And to soften the stings to my heart
On the midnight streets, no moon and no stars
And no one around to come down
And to soften the stings to my heart

The dream is sand in my hands
The dream becomes sand in my hands