It’s not those mics called the overheads
And it’s not those crystals that fit into the palm of my hands
No they won’t crack the safe where I piled hundreds of words just for you
Will you try to keep me even if I never break the silence ?

You’re my doudou boy, you’re my hut, you are my intimate shed
I like our groovy love even if we are obviously untuned

We’ll have to gamble
Conceal our secrets
We’ll have to set aside
Our rusty strings
Lead and metals pointed upon us
Our disclocated concerto
Shine and shine with our groovy frequencies
Shall we try to keep on even if we’re never in tune ?

You’re my doudou boy, you’re my hut, you are my intimate shed
I like our groovy love even if we are obviously untuned

And if it was a perfect love, it wouldn’t be the same tune
Wouldn’t you miss those dirty sounds… untuned ?
Untuned…

As you’re coming alive full of soul
You’ve been living in a world of gold
Shining bright as a star
You’ll get your name on a cornerstone
You’ll come with me on a Saturday ride
Oh you’re eyes will shine so bright
I think you’re not too blind to see
To understand what love means to me
As you’re coming alive
Putting on a show
You’ll get your name on a cornerstone
OH oh oh
As you’re coming alive full of soul
You’ve been living in a world of gold
Shining bright as a star
You’ll get your name on a cornerstone