Orgy

There's an orgy in the temple
As we watched Rome burn
And my only regret
Is I didn't get my turn
But life's full of surprises
New love could spring up from the ash

There's a fistfight in the basement
Knocking cups to the floor
I think there's been an affair
I think they're settling score
But by the end of the night
We'll all know we deserved more

And all my favourite records
Hanging high up on their shelf
In springtime's muddy waters
New ones will emerge from the muck
I'll build a thousand gaudy statues of myself
When they come crashing down
Try my best to build it back up

There were boys in football jerseys
They were playing in the rain
We were just fourteen
I didn't care for the game
But with their hair slicked down
Know I felt some ecstatic array

It's every new thing all at once
It's all so bittersweet
When the goddess comes to visit
You only notice when she leaves
When January's cold and you're low on wheat
And the chills through your bones
And the aches in your teeth

It happened once
Could happen again
In the place with the cheap PA
And the smell of the stale cigarettes
And the out-of-tune drums
And the singer's drunk
And you know everybody
But you can't help but stay silent
And linger and sulk

So save your sacred language
For your therapist, you chump
Don't know how to stay quiet
Why can't I just shut the fuck up?
Sit still and aimless maybe six or seven months
It doesn't work, I tried it
Better off just trying my luck