I hear the Longine Symphonette
101 Strings never rest
In the basement the hot wheels run
The need for speed already owns me

I hear the bedsprings, clumsy beestings
In the basement Mad magazine
The need for shock for which the world's not ready yet
forever owns me

Agnes in furs is this coming apart
you wished for Agnes in furs
Fingers sliding down your bare back
Agnes in furs, Agnes in furs, Agnes in furs
It's not easy listening anymore

The Doris Wishman film rattles through the smoke
cat eyes on fire beneath the glowing drink,
another new sensation, indestructible
the brittle porno of his imagination reigns tonight

Agnes in furs is this coming apart
you wished for Agnes in furs
Fingers running through her rumpled hair
The night slides down her back
The night slides down her back
The night slides down her back

I hear the Longine Symphonette
101 Strings never rest
In the basement the hot wheels run
The need for speed already owns me

I hear the bedsprings, clumsy beestings
In the basement Mad magazine
The need for shock for which the world's not ready yet
Forever owns me

Agnes in furs is this coming apart
you wished for Agnes in furs
Fingers sliding down your bare back
Agnes in furs, Agnes in furs, Agnes in furs
It's not easy listening anymore