Letras de The Great Pretender

Monica sighed, rolled onto her side
She was so impressed that she just surrendered
She was moved by his wheels, she was just up from Wales
He was fuelled by her coals, and he was coming to catch her

Lose the sense of time, nail down the blinds
And in the succulent dark, there′s a sense of ending
Joking aside, the mechanical bride
Has fallen prey to the Great Pretender

Let me just point out discreetly, though you never learn
All those tawdry late-night weepies, I could make you weep more cheaply
As the empty moon enamels, Monica, with spoons and candles
Bangs around without the light on, furniture to get it right on

Settled in a homely fishpool, hung with little eels
Often thinks that travel widens, "Stay at home", the trout obliges
Monica sighed, rolled onto her side
She was so impressed that she just surrendered