Beyond Belief

(Two, three, four)
History repeats the old conceits
The glib replies to the same defeats
You get your finger on important issues
With crocodile tears and a pocketful of tissues
I'm just an oily slick
On a windup world of a nervous tick
In a very fashionable hovel
I hang around there to be tortured

You'll never be alone in the bone orchard
Battle with the bottle is nothing so novel
So in this almost empty gin palace
Through a two-way looking glass
You see your Alice
You know she has no sense
For all this jealousy
In the sense she smiles so, very sweetly
Charged with insulting flattery

Her body moves with malice
Do you have to be so cruel to be callous
Now she has this fit or this identikit
You know she has no secrets
Then you leave discreetly
I make it California's fault
Been locked up Geneva's deepest vault
Just like the canals of Mars and the Great Barrier Reef
I come to you beyond belief

My hands is clammy and cunning
She's been so suitably stunning
But I know there's not a hope in Hades
All the laddies cat calling wolf whistle
So-called gentlemen and ladies
Dog fight like rose and thistle

I've got a feeling
I'm gonna get a lot of grief
Once it seemed so appealing
Now I am beyond belief
I've got a feeling
I'm gonna get a lot of grief
Once it seemed so appealing
Now I am beyond belief

I've got a feeling
I'm gonna get a lot of grief
Once it seemed so appealing
Now I am beyond belief
I've got a feeling
I'm gonna get a lot of grief
Once it seemed so appealing
Now I am beyond belief, oh-oh

I've got a feeling
I'm gonna get a lot of grief
Once it seemed so appealing
Now I am beyond belief
I've got a feeling
I'm gonna get a lot of grief
Once it seemed so appealing
Now I am beyond belief

I've got a feeling
I'm gonna get a lot of grief
Once it seemed so appealing
Now I am beyond belief
I've got a feeling
I'm gonna get a lot of grief
Once it seemed so appealing
Now I am beyond belief