Lightning, it's the house of wax
Poets spill out on the street
To set alight the incomplete
Remainders of the future
Hidden in the yard
Hidden in the yard
Thunder drums, the lightnings blast
Poets spill out on the street

To set alight the incomplete
Remainders of the future
Seducer and police
To set alight the incomplete
Remainders of the future
To set alight the incomplete
Remainders of the future
The nuke and switch

Make the answer to it all
Lightning hits the house of wax
Women scream and run around
To dance upon the battleground
Like wild, demented horses
Hidden in the yard
Underneath the wall
Buried deep below a thousand layers
Maybe an answer to it all
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Hidden in the yard
Underneath the wall
Buried deep below a thousand layers
Lay the answer to it all
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Took this song in and we played it to him
He said, it's called She Loves You
Yeah, yeah, yeah
So my dad, I said, what do you think of it, dad?
You know, he said, son, he said
There's enough of these Americanisms around
Couldn't you sing She Loves You?
Yes, yes, yes