The words played on around our heads Perhaps we went too far We'll soldier on until the end again This clutching hand around my hand So pitiful and frail Makes bleeding hearts begin to beat again We stand in a different light That's cast upon this gigolo and gigolette We stand with a different frame around us now And when we talk we talk in time We shine with profiles so strong and so clear And when we move we move in time Won't fade like pictures that come back again Your propaganda touched my soul Those thin and cherished words A willing victim for the kill again We stand in a different light That's cast upon this gigolo and gigolette We stand with a different frame around us now And when we talk we talk in time We shine with profiles so strong and so clear And when we move we move in time Won't fade like pictures that come back again