Fall - Gentlemen's agreement

We plough the fields together In all types of intemperance Our bones cracked in unison Gentlemen's, gentlemen's agreement You know what he is And probably still is Sticking his colours To whatever new mast there is But our agreement is over I thought we had some kind of agreement But with you it was just prurience You're addicted to excitement My energies are down now with yours And you're sitting on my back fence But I thought we had an agreement Gentlemen's, gentlemen's agreement Your brain is software Your brain is Game Boy It's filled with excretement And your short-term memory Will fleetingly remember Our gentlemen's, gentlemen's agreement Gentlemen's, gentlemen's agreement Gentlemen's, gentlemen's agreement