[I love you, Jesus Christ,

Jesus Christ I love you, yes I do.] x2

And on the lazy days the dogs dissolve and drain away,

The world it goes and always waits

The day we are awaiting.



Up and over

We go through the weight and undertow

I will float until I learn how to swim,

Inside my mother in a garbage bin,

until I find myself again,

Again, oh.



All I know

We go mouths open wide and spit in stuff

I will spit until I learn how to speak

Up through the doorway as the sideboards creak

With them ever proclaiming me, me, oh



All I know

We go the way the steps fell down and I don't know,

I will shout until they know what I mean,

I mean the marriage of a dead dog sing

And a synthetic flying machine, machine, oh.



Ok.