I own the bankers
That own the land
I own the sky and the ocean sand
I own the waters of that's the command
Now that I roam
In the glory of your body
They say much of man
Too much is being sad
They say the best he came up with
Are scientific facts
But one code will never be cracked
Low and behold
The mystery of the body
I climb these steps of stone
From the realm of despair I've grown
I can only move on
For I'm just a passenger of the old forgotten song
I'm having my trial
For the glory of your body
She said don't protect me with a vision that you have
I said I can't bear to see these shows bout tight photograph
Anyway I don't want to be changed by your past
Just cover my tears
With a whisper of your body
All progress comes slow she said
Whlie slipping of her dress
The man in suits I hear
Are ready to confess
They can go on without in their wild wild ways
They're yearning to expose
The gold of your body
I climb these steps of stone
From the realm of despair I've grown
I can only move on
For I'm just a passenger of the old forgotten song
I'm having my trial
For the glory of your body
I own the bankers
That own the land
I own the sky and the ocean sand
I own the waters of that's the command
Now that I roam
In the glory of your body