To the first I'm dreaming
To the second screaming
To the third I'm falling into reverie extreme
To the fourth I'm swooning
To the fifth I'm gloomy
By the sixth see Dr Robert Moog
Entering my room with Alex and his Droogs

Let's play the symphonies of Beethoven
Grooving in the nude with Alex and his Droogs
Let's play the symphonies of Beethoven
Let's get in the nude with Dr Robert Moog

To the sixth I'm cooing
In the seventh fooling around
To the eighth I'm doing things
I've never done before
I hallucinate in Nine
Under blood red lights, drinking blood red wine
And Alex will be mine
I'll say it one more time
While Beethoven sits composing ten

Tiny glass animals stand on my desk
Music will blow them away
I have a disease, I'm down on my knees
Wrapped up in bandages, weightless
Look at my face here at your waist
Through stereo wide angle lenses
Nude on my chair, combing my hair
Deaf in orange

I play the symphonies of Beethoven
Naked in the rain, time and time again
Let's play the symphonies of Beethoven
Let's get in the mood with Dr Robert Moog

Let's play the symphonies of Beethoven
Grooving in the nude with Alex and his Droogs
Let's play the symphonies of Beethoven
Let's get in the mood...

I sent a postcard to hell
To wish the devil happy birthday
He replied with an orange mechanique
It's apparently 'le dernier mot de chic'