Lyrics:

does it diminish your super-capacity to love walk like a matador don't be chicken-shit and turn breezes into rivulets flamenco-sweep the air and weave the sun and stamp your feet for everyone does it exhibit your natural tendency to hate maybe a prostitute could teach you how to take a compliment maybe i'll go to new york i'll drag you there you said 'no one drags me anywhere' does it diminish your super-capacity to love