4 41 Am (sexual Revolution) Lyrics

4 41 Am (sexual Revolution) lyrics

Hey...girl

  Take out the dagger

 And let's have a stab at the sexual revolution

 Hey girl

 Let freedom for all be our rallying call

  Tomorrow lets make our new resolution

 Yeah, but tonight lie still

 While I plunder your sweet grave

  And remember

 Only the poor can be saved

 Hey girl

  As I've always said I prefer your lips red

  Not what the good Lord made

  But what he intended

 Hey girl

 Don't point the finger at me

 I am only a rat in a maze like you

 Only the dead go free

  So...please, hold my hand

 As we blunder through the maze

  And remember

  Nothing can grow without rain

  (Thunder)

 Don't...

 Don't point your finger at me

 I awoke in a fever

  The bedclothes were all soaked in sweat

  She said, you've been having a nightmare

  And it's not over yet

 Then she picked up the doggy in the window

  (The one with the waggly tail)

 And she put him to bed between two bits of bread