[Chorus]

Sweet and sour melancholy

For goddess on the throne yeah

Worship your name and I'll sing you a song

Beating down the wrong I will fall down for this

Lament and mourn, what will people be

Sweet and sour melancholy

For goddess on the throne yeah

Worship your name and I'll sing you a song

Beating down the wrong I will fall down for this

Lament and mourn, what will people be

[Verse 1]

Names long vanished and corpses long rotten

Yellow and photographs of people long forgotten

The capsule conserving the time that has long been lost

Now was it frost at midnight

Or midnight at frost

The beam of light comes through the shutters

Crossing the dusty room

Familiar sight of us that flutters

Don't plan on leaving soon

Shelves full of books and yellow and paper

Cloud of smoke

The volatile vapour

Volatile vapour

[Chorus]

Sweet and sour melancholy

For goddess on the throne yeah

Worship your name and I'll sing you a song

Beating down the wrong I will fall down for this

Lament and mourn, what will people be

Sweet and sour melancholy

For goddess on the throne yeah

Worship your name and I'll sing you a song

Beating down the wrong I will fall down for this

Lament and mourn, what will people be

[Verse 2]

How we shaped and reshaped ourselves

After idyllic ideas

Took the prettiest pieces of the shells

And felt comic relief

Now runs tragedy and comedy

Intertwined and intangled

How it all looked so pretty from a pity angle

Such a pleasurable picturing

Unbelieveble fiction

That there's still static and friction

In your plastic room

With your divalent diction

Of just [?] the prediction

Swept it blatantly away with the broom

Now roaming tragedy and comedy

Intangled and intertwined

Still I can drink a case of you gallons of your synthetic wine

[Bridge]

The beam of light comes through the shutters

Crossing the dusty room

Familiar sight of us that flutters

Don't plan on leaving soon

Shelves full of books and yellow and paper

Cloud of stale smoke

The volatile vapour

Volatile vapour

Names long vanished and corpses long rotten

Yellow and photographs of people long forgotten

The capsule conserving the time that has long been lost

Now was it frost at midnight

Or midnight at frost

[Bridge]

The beam of light comes through the shutters

Crossing the dusty room

Familiar sight of us that flutters

Don't plan on leaving soon

Shelves full of books and yellow and paper

Cloud of stale smoke

The volatile vapour

The volatile vapour

[Chorus]

Sweet and sour melancholy

For goddess on the throne yeah

Worship your name and I'll sing you a song

Beating down the wrong I will fall down for this

Lament and mourn, what will people think

Sweet and sour melancholy

For goddess on the throne yeah

Worship your name and I'll sing you a song

Beating down the wrong I will fall down for this

Lament and mourn, what will people think