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