You Are What It's All About (feat. J. Hoard & Rubycon)

After the hands have gone up and come down After all that round and round You're still there, sitting in that chair Making that ancient sound A little like the moan 'neath the city pines A little like a groan amid happy times You tell me you won't give it away for free What do I have to pay to play? See, I'm a man hunting for the finest things Girl, with your secrets and your bird that sings I'll be searching for you out on every stage Sing songs to you from every age Numbers keep rising on my pressure gauge For you I suffer arrows and slings Outrageous fortune when you open your mouth A sea of trouble too, there is no doubt Still I listen to you, hope I'm kissing you soon 'Cause you are what it's all about See, I'm a man hunting for the finest things Girl, with your secrets and your bird that sings I'll be searching for you out on every stage Sing songs to you from every age Numbers keep rising on my pressure gauge For you I suffer arrows and slings Because you are the quarry of kings! Outrageous fortune when you open your mouth A sea of trouble too, there is no doubt Still I listen to you, hope I'm kissing you soon 'Cause you are what it's all about