Из альбома: Love Is Hell
He is drinking water from the faucet from the river 
From the tributary it comes through rusty pipes 
Outside his window sees the water supposed to be clean
But the chemicals polluted by the candy factory lines 
Someplace on the edge of town
Someplace on the edge of town 
Is where they live -- 
Political scientists 
So now she is crawling on her hands and her knees 
She is dirtying her jeans choking on her own perfume 
With a pen she writes below the sink in someone's restaurant 
"This place is inconvenient for my name" 
She forgets to write it anyway 
She forgets to write it anyway 
The government supplies the cocaine
Political scientists
There's no guarantees 
There's no guarantees 
There's no guarantees 
Banging hard upon her crooked drum 
She feels them tearing down salvation
army houses back in Michigan 
Her husband's divorced but he treats her that way of course
Because he needs her just like he needs medicine 
She forgets to write him anyway 
She forgets to write him anyway 
What's red and white and nearly over
Political scientists 
Political scientists 
Political scientists 
There's no guarantees 
There's no guarantees 
There's no guarantees