You!

when my ups are down when my downs are up I want you feeling inside out and from the outside in I want you on a silver screen in a magazine i see you through the telephone or a megaphone i want you a*suring confusing i see you in saintly reverence or wicked decadence i want you! when the days just yawn when the nights are long I want you in a coo-coo tone then i shout it home i want you