How sad the castle with no foundation underground Sadder still is the lover with no mystery left unfound You threaten to pack your trunks And go back to Chinatown Did I say something impolitic Or did I lay it on too thick? And are we breaking up tonight Or can we have a pillow fight? Do we really need to hire a plane To carpetbomb down memory lane? And shall we figure out who's right Or can we have a pillow fight? Diverse unpleasantness gather around our bed Like pigeons 'round a park bench clamoring to be fed Let us kill all these rats with wings By feeding them poisoned bread Did I say something impolitic Or did I lay it on too thick? And are we breaking up tonight Or can we have a pillow fight? Do we really need to hire a plane To carpetbomb down memory lane? And shall we figure out who's right Or can we have a pillow fight?