Текст песни March the Mad Scientist

What would you like for Christmas-a new polarity? You're binary, and desperate to deal in higher figures that lick us with their hotter flame-lick each and everyone the same. And March, the mad scientist, rings a new change in ever-dancing colours. He rings it here and he rings it.... but no-one stops to see the change of fate and the fate of change that slips into his pocket-so he locks it all away from view. And shares not what he thought you knew. And April is summer-bound-And February's blue. And no one stops to see the colours.