A steampunk track about men and their need to own things and women.
lyrics
a pair of human hands working delicately on tiny cogs and machinery a human eye grotesquely expanded through a magnifying glass a tiny screwdriver tightening a tiny screw intricate internal mechanisms of silver gold and jewels a monkey-musician in blue and gold livery holding a violin a harlequin holding the hand of a coy columbine a silver-faced clown perched on a trapeze the box moving from hand to hand from position to position angelique removing successive layers of clothing increasingly flushed and excited faces a secret excitement growing in de lisles eyes jacques watching as excited as his masters face beyond the glass fascinated and shocked