There once was a song which acknowledged itself in the words
It was like when your parents heard the Beatles
It took the wind from our lungs and it left us defeated

It made me and Duncan embrace
When the awesome guitars swell and the bass cuts out
So it’s just the voice and the riff

There once was a song which dismantled itself in the words
It set sail while in Shea stadium they shouted
"We collected the fragments as they radiated outwards"

The guitars fell from their hands
As chords decompose and champagne explodes
On the bows of a song that shifts from blows into hits