Sy*z*y*gy

Here I stand, with my back against the wall my friend
 I'm older than, most of the lies I told when I was younger
 I'm chasing ahead, got me swinging from the rafters
 I'm swinging from the rafters, yeah
 And there you are, with your back turned toward the lunar eclipse
 Nothing wrong, but the cigarette that's dancing at your fingertips
 I'm lost all alone, got me reveling in the moment
 I revel in the moment
 Don't panic, baby, I planned it
 Took you down to see the lake
 Soft-handed, romantic
 Make you breakfast every day
 Oh, syzygy and tanqueray
 Oh, syzygy and tanqueray
 Here I stand with my back torn up from your red claws
 And I'm your man, so I let you get away with what you'd like to
 Got me floating in ren, got me crooning from the rooftops
 I'm crooning from the rooftops
 Don't panic, baby, I planned it
 Blue camero on the way
 Soft-handed, romantic
 Bow and arrow shoot me straight
 Oh, syzygy and tanqueray
 Oh, syzygy and tanqueray
 Don't panic, baby, I planned it
 Lay back, let the record play
 Soft-handed, romantic
 Rock 'n' roll is here to stay
 Oh, syzygy and tanqueray
 Oh, syzygy and tanqueray