We Take Mystery (Early Version)
Confiscate letters like D.E.B.
No natural course of things
For her to expect
Withdraw the feelings 'You can, you can't'
I called your number as you told the world
Someone is wrong
I'll find the answer
You'll take mystery to bed
My sister Coma she was always too shy
You told the story crying
'Darling, too good to last'
You taste of love just like the sex smell of me
Someone is wrong
There is no longer any normal to me
You're my assassin but you can't see the crime
Pointless possessions
Of me and you and greed
I looked at you mistaking needles for eyes
Someone is wrong
You are slow poison that glows in the dark
Such isolation is good for the heart
We will take mystery to bed for the night
(P) 1982 Beggars Banquet