We were lovers with no clothes
We were beautiful and true
In control of our emotions
'Til we ate the poison fruit
Hard to be a decent human being
That all this misbehaving
Grew from one enchanted tree?
We should all be satisfied
With this magical explanation
Hard to be a decent human being
Every burden misunderstood
To the left side of my cap
There would be no going back
Some of whom are already fasting
Hard to be a decent human being