The Fan and the Bellows (2014 Remaster)

A Beechers Brook is low A hurdle at which greater men have fallen She manipulates Steals my mind and hides it in the garden () But now, only love can bring me down Somehow, somehow love must bring me down I become the fan and the bellows () The cupid masturbates Absent of all thought and of all reason Shoots me in the back I think perhaps it must be shooting season () Not me! Not me!