If Tuesday comes 
I'll pick you up 
we'll watch the cameras watch us 
driving around 
all dressed for the season's 
goodbye 
so there you are 
six stories up 
tapping out Scritti on your 
Green coffee cup 
and just for the seasons 
you'll ride 
Tomorrow you'll wake up 
you pull back your shades and you'll 
look 'round your room for clues 
You smoke another cigarette 
you dance around, you minuet 
you make your debut 
too soon 
oh, it's just too soon