I think there is a union between the flesh and the spirit
Sex and the church, sex and the church
All religions' mother
Give me the freedom of spirit and the joys
Of the flesh and sex, sex, sex and the church
Easy come, come, gotta back
In the valley of the dead man walks
How they drank from the jazz
Shine shine shine
Bleed like a craze, Dad
These are the craze…
Blank screen TV
Preening ourselves in the snow
Forget my name
But I'm over you
I'm so thankful..
That we're strangers when we meet
She is the apple in my eye
She talked to God
I couldn't cope or'd hope eloped
A dope she roped this salty lie
And deep my wound
Within for every second chance it was thy tore
From deep within despite the rain
My words are worn
Can't believe her telling me she's dead again
Telling me she's dead against it
In mornings she's so regal like the valley sighs
In the chilly sea that killed her real slow
Now we're swimming up farther with the doll by our sides
Fill the cup with these sleepy souls
Sleepy Kapoor
It's clear that some things never take
Sleepy Kapoor
Please, steal these tears
Sleepy Kapoor
So I’ll wait until we’re sane,Wait until we’re blessed and all the same, Full of blood, loving life and all it’s got to give, Englishman going insane…