text: The Minus is loveless
  He talks to the land
  And the leaves fall
  And the pond over-ices
  She dont know the system, Plus
  She dont understand
  Shes got all the wrong fuses and splices
  Shes not going to fix it up
  Too easy
  The masking tape tangles
  Its sticky and black
  And the copper
  Proud headed Queen Lizzie
  Conducts little charges
  That dont get charged back
  Well the technical manuals busy
  Shes not going to fix it up too easy
  And she holds out her flashlight
  And she shines it on me
  She wants me to tell her
  What the trouble might be
  Well Im learning
  Its peaceful
  With a good dog and some trees
  Out of touch with the breakdown
  Of this century
  Theyre not going to fix it up
  Too easy
  We once loved-together
  And we floodlit that time
  Input-output-electricity
  But the lines overloaded
  And the sparks started flying
  And the loose wires
  Were lashing out at me
  Shes not going to fix that up
  Too easy
  But she holds out her candle
  And she shines it in
  And she begs him to show her
  How to fix it again
  While the song that he sang her
  To soothe her to sleep
  Runs all through her circuits
  Like a heartbeat
  Shes not going to fix it up
  Too easy