how much for love

• londra’nın pek iyi anılmayan köşelerinden kings cross’da yolunu kaybetmiş, verdiği ipucundan^* anlaşıldığı üzre de piccadilly^*ye ulaşma derdinde bir adamın anlattıkları... haunted by you’nun b-yüzü için kaydedilmiş gene parçası:
  
  i was lost in kings cross
  when i saw you
  what a neat car.
  i had no idea where i was
  a complete loss. she said:
  “it doesn’t matter son, i’ll take care of you.”
  
  i was shocked in kings cross
  when you asked me
  how much i was.
  i said “please point me towards eros
  or a bus stop” she said:
  “it doesn’t matter son, i will guide you through,
  if you don’t know what to do.”
  
  how much for love?
  have i enough for you to show me how?