You've got propane eyes
Butane soul
Methane mind
Well your gas works blow
Your oil well heart
Sure struck gold
Pumping blood
All over the street
And your fracked senses
In the earth they rolled
And heaven was a wind farm
Of your thought control
Can you tell I've been out a mile
Out of my depth
In your desert of love fossil fuel
Well your love is a fossil long buried it is said
Maybe one day it will be turned into lead
Maybe it could run a combustion engine
But haven't you heard love's gone electric
It's a beast with green eyes, fighting in the storm
Where jealousy's trees are being ripped and torn
Out at the roots oh from when love was born
Oh your dinosaur love is a fossil I'd have sworn
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