Breaking rocks beneath the ground In two halves All my love's a hollow pound Between Math Well the sun turns black and I'm in the back of the wrong line Perfect blue, yes I know it's you in the hi-fi Be you hot or be you cold Or be gone All your thoughts are rather bold Without bond Yeah the sun turns black and I'm in the back of the wrong line Perfect blue, yes I know it's you in the hi-fi Well the sun turns black and I'm in the back of the wrong line Perfect blue, yes I know it's you in the hi-fi