me looking at them ah looking at me ah looking at them but hey, ah, they're seeing art. cupid kisses psyche, and, woah, he doesn't care but the man's bored, downright frowning, and she's yawning or is it a bellow? cupid kisses psyche, and, woah, wait come forward with the light 'cause there's something in it about salvation but nobody's paying attention, just a couple hundred pounds of marble and some bared breasts.