What would you like for christmas ---
A new polarity?
You?re binary, and desperate to deal
In high 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