アラビアン・ナイト

The jewel, the prize Looking into your eyes Cool pools drown your mind What else will you find I heard a rumour -- it was just a rumour I heard a rumour -- what have you done to her Myriad lights -- they said I'd be impressed Arabian Knights -- at your primitive best A tourist oasis -- reflects in seedy sunshades A monstrous oil tanker Its wound bleeding in seas I heard a rumour -- what have you done to her I heard a rumour -- what have you done to her Veiled behind screens Kept as your baby machine Whilst you conquer more orifices Of boys, goats and things Ripped out sheeps' eyes -- no forks or knives Myriad lights -- they said I'd be impressed Arabian Knights -- at your primitive best