Look at all the rug burns in the sky
Look at how I feel as they pass by
I wish I could get out and get myself started
But I'm wallflowerin' at this world of a party
And I have no incentive left to try
And I have no fishes left to fry
Less is more when it comes to us, the love I feel is dangerous
And all in all, we're quite the perfect mess
I figure more or less, I always figure more or less
Get a load of Leo on the sax
Get a load of all his heart attacks
He waxes aloof to his random combustion
And I never look to those people to trust in
And I have no destination for the fax
And I'm watching others watch their backs
Less is more when it comes to us, the love I feel is dangerous
And sometimes you're a damsel in distress
I figure more or less, I always figure more or less
Have you seen the people in the park?
Have you seen them chewing on the bark?
They're left with no options so they have discovered
To finish off one and move on to the others
And I have no incline to leave my mark
And I'd hate to be there when it's dark
Less is more when it comes to us, the love I feel is dangerous
And I need time to work this out, I guess
I figure more or less, I always figure more or
Less is more when it comes to us, the love I feel is dangerous
And all in all, I feel like I've been blessed
I figure more or less, I always figure more or less
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