Laughter on his breath   The smell of fish clandestine hits   The thief he will aspire   To take the piece that he desires      Contempt for the rest   Know his past and second guess   Still it's on his shirt   The telltale signs with which he flirts      And it's on the radio today   Ringing in your ears it's in the way      He won't be coming out today   From the void into the fray   From a broken egg the storm is born today      Eyes blind with rage   The deep caress of hell to pay      She is all the world to all of me   She is fascination clandestine      She is burning now   Brilliant flames from off the bow   He is on the deck   Sailing towards untouched points west      She will return   Deep within our veins   We'll add it to our tab and wash away      She is now omnipotent to me   Everywhere in all I think and see   And it's on the radio today   Ringing in your ears it's in the way      I wonder what she'd say   But her face is just a memory   And she hasn't got the new york times to read   If may could see today      If may could speak today   I know just what she's say   To lots of folks you may be a saint   But a death threat still makes you feel faint      If may could speak today   But the worms just eat away   What may was yesterday