Sy*z*y*gy

Here I stand, with my back against the wall my friend
I'm older than, most of the lies I told when I was younger
I'm chasing ahead, got me swinging from the rafters
I'm swinging from the rafters, yeah

And there you are, with your back turned toward the lunar eclipse
Nothing wrong, but the cigarette that's dancing at your fingertips
I'm lost all alone, got me reveling in the moment
I revel in the moment

Don't panic, baby, I planned it
Took you down to see the lake
Soft-handed, romantic
Make you breakfast every day
Oh, syzygy and tanqueray
Oh, syzygy and tanqueray

Here I stand with my back torn up from your red claws
And I'm your man, so I let you get away with what you'd like to
Got me floating in ren, got me crooning from the rooftops
I'm crooning from the rooftops

Don't panic, baby, I planned it
Blue camero on the way
Soft-handed, romantic
Bow and arrow shoot me straight
Oh, syzygy and tanqueray
Oh, syzygy and tanqueray

Don't panic, baby, I planned it
Lay back, let the record play
Soft-handed, romantic
Rock 'n' roll is here to stay
Oh, syzygy and tanqueray
Oh, syzygy and tanqueray