Utilitarian Uses of Love

By chance are you free

Here's my room key and splayed limbs

When I do me

I play to win -

Yeah (...)

You'll need to go drink absinthe

Under trees that grow leaves of absence (I left your ass alone)

While nursing hearts like leaking gaskets

This freedom it tastes funny

Dealing with utilitarian uses of love

To the ladies

I'll be vague

Because I'm streching my sea legs

Dipping my toe in the sleaziest cesspools above

My stage persona can be nude

Because the following day, it's renewed

And my subconscious is seafood -

YeahWhen you invite me,

I cross over

You'll smell burning and a waft sulfur

You've crashed along the soft shoulder

Yeah - This freedom it tastes funny

Dealing with utilitarian uses of love

To the ladies

I'll be vague

Because I'm streching my sea legs

Dipping my toe in the sleaziest cesspools above

Value sets and other moral imperatives

And frankly we don't give a **** about them-

Yes, you do -

No, I don't-

You do - No,

I don'tWe don't give a **** about them (3x)

The sex drive stupefies

Makes you feel like you're in

Junior High

My impulses go unsupervised -

YeahI prow on foot and spin a yarn

When the crowd looks like wind farms

My defense mechanism's been disarmed

Yeah - This freedom it tastes funny

Dealing with utilitarian uses of love