Periscope Life

Sweet Marjorie she's talking to me I only say she's right Knowing her that's the only way not to be here All night Sweet Marjorie don't talk to me Your eyes outshine the stars Don't break the spell by saying Love is just a farce She tells me I don't understand her point of view And I admit I really think so too My arguments don't ever seem to reach her 'No politics now, please'- but here we go again She says "now, this is where we disagree You've got to open up your eyes and see To live a periscope life like that I'll tell you where I'm at You may be better off dead" She's so extreme, she won't let me dream Won't let me love and caress I'm always told to look around and conclude this World's a mess Sweet Marjorie, she's dining with me I say let's order some food Although the system's wrong The menu's looking good I know the whole world fights and kills and hates But lady must that always spoil our dates I can't imagine that the world would end If I would eat my steak now that it's warm She says "now, this is where we disagree You've got to open up your eyes and see To live a periscope life like that Or just keep throwing facts You may be better off dead" She says "now, this is where we disagree You've got to open up your eyes and see To live a periscope life like that I'll tell you where I'm at You may be better off dead"