Casual Sex Lyrics - Singles - The Faint

Casual sex, is it irrational? 

(Yes) 

I think it's time to find out why 

And soon I fall asleep, it's nighttime 

In a dream there's a dolphin and a soldier 

They're walking through the sand and toward a morgue 

In an office there's a hostess who has carried our friend 

And wheeled him into a drawer 

She pulls his file, the air is cold 

Down the aisle we follow her 

I'm thinking casual sex, the feeling 

Casual sex, the soldier's life's the same as mine 

And he's attracted to a nun 

But the feeling of sex is nothing possible yet 

A new wave soldier's standing next to a young nun 

The nun just has to pace, her Gothic skirt over her legs 

They're getting warmer toward the insides and their tops 

"The inexistence of time" is not a painting, it's life 

They're into robes and gloves, goblet glass and crosses 

The feeling of sex is nothing possible yet 

A new wave soldier is standing next to a young nun 

The sound of her voice, and the handle of the robe 

Are getting thinner as the whip begins to speak 

The nun just strikes a pose 

The soldier's helmet hits the floor 

He's walking backward until he's pinned 

Against stained glass