Your words are echoing around me in the void
I see them bouncing off the clouds like asteroids
I hope you see my vocabulary is too small
To try and explain it when my back's against the wall

Can't come to the rescue now though dear
The miracle seeds are gone
Whatever turns you on
My unexploded bomb
I guess there's always one
The son of a smoking gun
Whatever turns you on

Love is the second gift they give you when you're born
The letter after my name tell me that I'm wrong
I hope you see that it never could have turned out right
Unless you don't include that bet the other night

Chorus

Whatever turns you on
My unexploded bomb
Now that the pecs have dropped
And all of the cheques have stopped

What turns you on

All Lyrics © Mikey Georgeson