Flamenco - The Tragically Hip

Does it diminish your super-capacity to love?

Does it diminish your super-capacity to love?

Walk like a matador

Don’t be chicken-shit

And turn breezes into rivulets

Flamenco-sweep the air

And weave the sun

And stamp your feet for everyone

Does it exhibit your natural tendency to hate?

Does it exhibit your natural tendency to hate?

Maybe a prostitute

Could teach you

How to take a compliment

Maybe I’ll go to New York

I’ll drag you there

You said, «no one drags me anywhere»

Does it diminish your super-capacity to love?

Does it diminish your super-capacity to love?