Matchmaker - The Residents

Matchmaker, Matchmaker

Make me a match

Find me a flame

Don’t turn to ash

Matchmaker, Matchmaker

Look in your book

And make me a perfect match

Matchmaker, Matchmaker

Find me a flame

Heavy with heat

Pregnant with pain

Bring me a blaze that is burning to see

The secrets inside of me

Reaching, I often remember

The older ebb and the glowing of ambers

That leave me with rough wind in December

Boulder and colder than life

Matchmaker, Matchmaker

Make me a match

Find me a flame

That’s ready to flash

Matchmaker, Matchmaker

Look in your book

And make me a perfect match

Night after night, in the dark I am alone

Burning with heat, and I hate be known

By someone whose heat is a match for my own

So give me the gas

Matchmaker, Matchmaker

I have no choice

It makes me so moist

That’s I’ll never learn

Playing with matches will get a girl burned

So mine is the need

Whose cremating need

Incinderating

Unless I can be

Matched with a matchless man