Transmission

You're confiscating transmission

For liberty, no sympathy

Don't interfere with direct invitations

She's talking of communal love

If you had what it takes

Well you wouldn't be afraid

But you got no I.D.

No identity

Don't break your heart over me babe

Your body falls, too unpredictable

But I'm dancing

The game is up, your contraceptive's love

If you had what it takes

Well you wouldn't be afraid

But you got no I.D.

No identity

You programme love insatiable crime

Imprisons me in liberty

Your chauvinism's a sensuous smile

Transmission of commercial love