Speak, see, remember The crimes it took to get you through Deadbeat December There's blood in the butter The kitchens are closed for the holidays You know that I've got to say There's been a lot of talk Since you're on to me On daddy on To find in the fishes The creatures, the air Been hangin' around God loves ya, but what could he do? Yeah, what could he do? Passion and a loving suggestion Gonna send ya into somebody's icy arms and now Graphics will do the deal justice It's a can't lose Only two times or three or four or more To find in the love in the creatures the air You're hangin' around God loves ya, but what could he do Quit hangin' around God loves ya, but what could he do The terror twilight It all to get down for it The terror twilight It all to get down for it You're hangin' around God loves ya, but what could he do? Quit hangin' around God loves ya, but what could he do? Buy now! Develop the coast and raise the sight lines The oceans moving out And someday Develop the coast and sell the air You know if we could we'd sell the air Stand back! Expansion is what we do the best I don't see the grass and the fields I see an epicenter with agendas And you're aware they must be next I hope you're aware they must be next Do it, do it!