[ Featuring Le SuperHomard ]
In the valley o' love near the sea of despair
There in the cottage you'll find what your owed
Sitting in a jar by the door
Now go and play nicely the hounds on the run
No loosing face in the rain
Two hopeful lovers in a time without TV
Killing each other with their minds on a holy day
Captivation at first then a sink filled with bile
Millions of countries in thousands of towns are watching like it's
Happened before
Let spirits be lifted again and again imagine that it's just a chore
Two hopeful lovers in a time without TV
Killing each other with their minds
On a holy
Days like the old ones that we knew and the perfume
Made with red roses from the yard in the valley of love
