Thought the wall was a gun
And that the gun was a flag
That the flag was a truck
And that the truck a mighty bird of prey

'Fraid they'd take it away from you
Why would they take it away from you?

For without it, where would you be?
At the stop 'n' shop at Route 43
That's where you'd be now

Objects may appear to be more than they appear to be
More than this reality, a salve for your insecurity
More than what they are
It's what you think you are

Whoa, you hear that dissonance now (dissonance)
Yeah, the sound of sweet romance now (sweet romance)
Mm, it's an awkward dance (awkward dance)
Mm, the sound of sweet romance

Oh, listen, isn't there something that's missing here?
Isn't there more to choose from than false choices and fear?

For without it, where would you be?
At the stop 'n' shop on Route 43
That's where you'd be

Thought the hat was a fist
And that the fist was a bust
Of a horse or an obelisk
Clenched fist to the arsonist grist for the mill of a pacifist?
Sounds like a job for Sisyphus

'Fraid they'd take it away from you
Why would they take it away from you?

For without it, where would you be?
At the stop 'n' shop on avenue B
That's where you'd be

Objects may appear to be more than they appear to be
More than this reality a binding agent for the majority
More than what they are
It's what you think you are

Whoa, you hear that dissonance now (dissonance)
Yeah, the sound of sweet romance now (sweet romance)
Mm, it's an awkward dance now (awkward dance)
Mm, the sound of sweet, sweet romance
The sound of sweet
Mild sounds of sweet, sweet romancing

Oh, the sound of sweet romance

Copyright: Wixen Music Publishing
Writer(s): Andrew Wegman Bird