The Fan and the Bellows (This Never Ending Now)

A Beecher's Brook is love
A hurdle at which greater men have fallen
She manipulates
Steals my mind and hides it in her garden

And now
Only love can bring me down
Somehow
Somehow love must bring me down
I've become the fan and the bellows

Cupid masturbates
Absent of all thought and of all reason
Shoots me in the back
I think perhaps it must be shooting season

And now
Only love can bring me down
Somehow
Somehow love must bring me down
I've become the fan and the bellows

Not me...
Not me...
Not me...
Not me...

And now
Only love can bring me down
I've become the fan and the bellows
Somehow love must bring me down
I've become the fan and the bellows, bellows, bellows...



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Burgess, David Fielding, John Lever, Reginald Smithies
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