When the next wave begins
The old will recede
And your bride will tell
Of an innocence of games
Of when we were young
We’ll remember well
I’ve got a thing or two
I want to give to you again
I see a real breakthrough
I’m getting through to you again
So come on down
Limited dimensions are following you
Ours is a room with a view
Under the bushes
In a heavy house I stay
Let no one escape
Give no inch, take no blame
I want it to be oh well
Like no one I know
I will testify the names
I’ve got a thing or two
I want to give to you again
I see a real breakthrough
I’m getting through to you again