The jewel, the prize
Looking into your eyes
Cool pools drown your mind
What else will you find

I heard a rumour - it was just a rumour
I heard a rumour - what have you done to her
Myriad lights - they said I'd be impressed
Arabian Knights - at your primitive best

A tourist oasis - reflects in seedy sunshades
A monstrous oil tanker
Its wound bleeding in seas

I heard a rumour - what have you done to her
I heard a rumour - what have you done to her

Veiled behind screens
Kept as your baby machine
Whilst you conquer more orifices
Of boys, goats and things
Ripped out sheeps' eyes - no forks or knives

Myriad lights - they said I'd be impressed
Arabian Knights - at your primitive best

Writer : PARTRIDGE, ANDY
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing