Came close to being me tonight
Oh nothing could describe
The cryptic cross of girls and boys
Had us screaming out to God
Who's going to cut these lovers up?
And the beautiful thing a said:
Come close to being me tonight
By all these old little girls"
Old little girls on the way from work
I saw them. They were all little girls
Oh nothing could describe
The cryptic cross of girls and boys
Had us screaming out to God
Who's going to cut these lovers up?
Had us screaming out to you
Who's going to cut these lovers up?
Who's going to cut these lovers up?
Are you going to cut these lovers up?
You going to cut them, useless God?