Spin The Black Circle

See this needle, see my hand
Drop, drop, dropping it down, oh, so gently
Here it comes, touch the plane

Turn it up, won't turn you away

Spin the black circle

Pull it out, paper sleeve, oh my joy
Only you deserve conceit oh so big
My whole world
Rather you, than her

Spin the black circle

The ritual... sometime watch you...
I could fit my hood on you
You know actual size

You're so warm, crooked way down