this tea is sickly , the milk is turning , the sun is shining , it 's going to be a beautiful day , my dear , let 's go for a walk and hold sweaty hands until it becomes unbearable , and act out our passions in a movie world we desire so much to exist , come , down past the cosmetics factory where the young boys smoke and flirt like absurd baboons and oil lies in dirty , unnoticed pools , collecting cigarette butts .