The Howard Beale Show - The Only McDonald's in Cuba (Cupid's Song) Lyrics

Last night I dreamt of Havana
And those funny old cars that they use
Just like they put a McDonald's in Cuba
I'm gonna put the pain of love into you

I'm pounding on the door
That I know you're in
You sigh and say "Yeah he came with me but
He ain't no friend.
Like how I said I never cared
But always did
When he says something is his
It is"

And I want you
And I need to
I need to watch you burn and to worm and to squirm and to turn yourself into something new
And just like they wanted McDonald's in Cuba
You want this for yourself too

I'm a cherub with a shotgun
For so long the bow used to get it done
But in the internet age I need modern ways
To break little boys in two
And it goes boom in the room with the fire and the doom
And the smoke and the lead and the love that consumes
Your body your mind and your soul too

It don't matter what you believe
And it don't matter what you think you need
If you've got fear in your gut and your lonely, boy, soon you're gonna come running to me
And you'll say "please...
Take all this pain and all this grief
And make some poor son of a bitch
Writhe in it with me"

Once you're here you never come back
And you wouldn't even if you could
When that great big box of love is opened up
Well it stays that way for good
And just like they all thought that they lived on an island
You thought the buck would never stop with you

Just like the only McDonald's in Cuba
You let something in that's gonna ruin you