(Walt Aldridge, Will Robinson)
I don't know what you had in mind
When you whispered those words to me
Maybe some fun, maybe someone
To be with temorarily
But if you keep making me feel this good
Whenever I'm close to you
It's only fair I make you aware
Of what you're 'bout to get into
If I fall you're goin' with me
It's a long way down
And I ain't about to go it alone
If I give all my heart
You better get ready
'Cause you're goin' with me
If I fall
Now I'm not sayin' it's all your fault
But what's a man supposed to do
Tryin' to play it safe gets harder every day
With a woman like you
Maybe you don't know what dangerous ground
That you're walkin' on now
But everytime your lips touch my lips
You're closer to finding out
'Cause if I fall you're goin' with me
It's a long way down
And I ain't about to go it alone
If I give all my heart
You better get ready
Girl 'cause you're goin' with me
If I fall
If I give all my heart
You better get ready
Girl 'cause you're goin' with me
If I fallWhether He the quaint savant's power doth hold I know not,
Albeit ætat a thousand stars' birth He is -
Quoth I that for reasons to me oblivious
August of a granditude of servants is He held,
And by plastic consonantry e'en more servants to the host addéd are -
Pelf they are, dare I say!
Maugre His diurnal seraphic deviltry
I say that deviltry - 'tis forsooth deviltry! -
Mind not this in scintillating shades clad is;
To claim the glore is He suffer'd.
«Grant me the fatlings», qouth He, «the fatter the better!»,
And died they of starvation;
They are not slaughtering their fatlings -
They are slaughtering 'hemselves.
Sith I at time of yester the questions durst ask,
And dare I say this burthen weightful was,
Wrack of His machine-like motion was I naméd,
Tho' blind and fond the jesters rebuilt
The machine alike - yet whettéd and dight are its edges...