Citizen self
In a voice made of wood
Called in for help
On the 24-hour crisis hot line
Says, "Time is but sand, wherever I stand, terra firma dreams of ocean"

Take my hand
Lead me on
Twist my arm
Til I understand
Say it's all in fun
Lead me on
In the slave and master two-step

Citizen self
In a voice made of glass
Called in for sex
On the all-night erotic connection
But it's never enough
It's never complete
I need some greater stimulation

Take my hand
Lead me on
Twist my arm
Til I understand
Say it's all in fun
Lead me on
In the slave and master two-step
In the slave and master two-step

Oh, Orson Welles
I don't want to know
Oh, Orson Welles

Take my hand
Lead me on
Twist my arm
Til I understand
Say it's all in fun
Lead me on
In the slave and master two-step
In the slave and master two-step


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