Lemon Demon — The Satirists Love Song

[Verse 1] Our love is a great work of satire A subtle critique Postmodern, a mocking masterpiece Right up there with the Greeks [Verse 2] I've been satirizing ever since The first day we met Our love is a great work of satire That you just didn't get [Bridge] Every time we kissed It was right up there with Swift Red roses and champagne It was right up there with Twain [Verse 3] Our love is my personal soapbox now A sarcastic affair Exploding with irony and burlesque Right up there with Voltaire [Verse 4] I meant not a single tender word That I ever said Our love is a great work of satire That flew over your head (Flew over your head)