Archimedes John Cale

Keep me away from a naked flame
I am made of vapour and I will explode
There's been something rattling in the closet trying to get out
The car antenna's gone missing
It's out there somewhere cruising the streets

Archimedes and me go back a ways

Archimedes and me, both married in our own way
To old ideas in new clothes
The Goodwill Goddess passed us by
We were satisfied with that
When you drive down Pacific Palisades
You can see he made the desert bloom

Archimedes and me
Archimedes and me

There's been something rattling in the closet trying to get out
The car antenna's gone missing
(The rest of it will be gone soon)

Archimedes, me
Archimedes, you
Archimedes, me
Archimedes, you
Archimedes, me