Come on, where are you? Why do you tease me? Comma where are you? I'm pleased to meet you What can you teach me? Black kites at night, they make me nervous So very nervous Comma where are you now? It's just to tease you Black kites take flight at night, they aim to please you Take aim and please you Red kites pink on the surface Now comma where are you? Carved in trees, written in leaves Signed in piss, trust me, we've seen it We're searching the pockets out It's for recreation Just recreation It's under the parachutes It's new recreation d**h in a pocket size tucked in a pocket While they place flags out on every surface What's to touch? What's to see? What's to smell? What's to feel? What's to hear? What's to taste? What's to sense? What's to make? What's to touch? What's to see? What's to smell? What's to feel? What's to leave? What's to take? What's to count if you don't learn our names?