Seventeen years old
She sings so eloquently
About love, loss and memory
But it means nothing to me

Where is your energy?
Where is your energy?

Fourteen years old
She sings so eloquently
About love, loss and memory
But it means nothing to me

Where is your energy?

Where is your energy?

But she's so young they say
What a marvellous thing
But you know it means nothing

Where is your energy?

No universal meaning
To your dreaming only dreaming
No universal meaning
To your thinking only thinking

No universal meaning
To your philosophy
Only theory

Not a couple you and I
Only you and me

There's an older man
On a magazine
Claiming to be revealing
But it means nothing to me

Where is your energy?
Where is your energy?

And your drug experiences were interesting
But not enlightening
And hardly essential reading
Might as well talk about arrogance

Where is your energy? 'Scuse me -
Where is your energy

Try and force meaning on a chemical thing
But loves a chemical thing they say
But I think you're missing something

Where is your energy?
Where is your energy?

No universal meaning
To your dreaming only dreaming
No universal meaning
To your thinking only thinking

No universal meaning
To your philosophy
Only theory

Not a couple you and I
Only you and me

And yes yes yes I know it's easier to sing about violence
Not tenderness

And yes I know that ugly is easier than beauty
Because your tenderness leads to blandness
And your beauty is contrived

There's a whorehouse by the roadside
You can stop or pass by

There's a dead cat by the roadside
That lost count at eight of it's nine lives

No universal meaning
To your dreaming only dreaming
No universal meaning
To your thinking only thinking

No universal meaning
To your philosophy
Only theory

Not a couple you and I
Only you and me

© T.Zaldua 1999