Tekster: Devo. Duty Now For The Future / New Traditionalists. Strange Pursuit.

intersecting love lines
drew us closer every day
always kept your distance
when you felt my presence near you
love keeps on rolling over
you'd fly in retreat
i would follow without shame
a stupid spud staggering to the flame
to be had and rehad
an innocent victim of the pain
now it's strange
it's a strange pursuit
i come running like the fat boy in lead shoes
like the fat boy i'm huff puffing after you

it's hopeless to hope for
the one thing that i'm wanting
'cause it's strange
it's a strange pursuit
darling i'm dazzled
but you know i'm too frazzled
i've taken my mind apart
and lost some of the pieces
it never gets tough
when you're gettin' real rough