Down is the new up Topsy turvy town You crawled off and left us Is the new up Won't you be my girl? Get yourself together Let the light pour in Pour yourself a hot bath Pour yourself a drink

Faithful me Pour yourself Wield your power Martyr's price Stare me down To the ground Slake my thirst

I wanna know My oh my, you're so good looking Hold yourself together like a pair of bookends But I've not tasted all your cooking Who are you when I'm not looking? I wanna know (When I'm not looking) Do you pour a little something on the rocks? Slide