Lyrics
When I feel the sex drive rise in me
Without the heart as chaperone
I feel an arrogance there rise too
At the same time
When I feel
Without the heart for chaperone
Without the heart for consigliere
Nothing goes right
Nothing goes right
Sex drive is okay
Maybe, maybe the start of creativity, oh
Could this be the root of all that? (Yeah)
Could this be the root of all that? (Oh)
Could this be the root of all that? (Could it be?)
Could this be the root of all that? (Yeah)
When I feel the sex drive rise
Without the heart for chaperone
Oh no, I sense a trouble start in me
When I feel the sex drive by itself
Without the heart for consigliere
It's not balanced right
It's not right
Sex drive is okay
Maybe the start of creativity, could it be?
Could this be the root of all that? (Yeah)
Could this be the root of all that? (Oh yeah)
Could this be the root of all that?
Could this be the root of all that? (Could it be?)