“The Night Is Young
The Ocean Is Bright
Your Soul Is Medicine
For My Disease

The Cars Are Fast
The Hills In Flames
But Your Holy Water
Burns Away This Pain

A Pas De Deux On A Wave With You
Degas Should Have Painted You

A Pas De Deux On A Wave With You
Degas Should Have Painted You

The Blood Is Green
Under City Hall
But It’s So Dried Up By Now
No One Can Sense It All

A Pollock Splash On This Wall Would Do
But Van Gough Already Painted You
A Pas De Deux On A Wave With You
Degas Should Have Painted You

The Night Is Young

A Pas De Deux On A Wave With You
Degas Should Have Painted You

The Night Is Young
The Night Is Young
The Night Is Young!”