Oh big
stripey lie
Moving like a wavy line
Coming up behind
All young
gentle dreams
Drowning in life's grief
Can you hang on to me?
Don't want to hurt you baby
I only want to help you
I could be good for you
Your name
is being called by sacred things
That are not addressed nor listened to
Sometimes they blow trumpets
Only want to help you
Never want to hurt you
I know I could be good for you
Oh my God
it's a jungle in here
You've got wild animals loose in here
...want to help you
...never hurt you
...good for you
Hey all
you little waves, run away
Mmm run away
© 1993 by Novercia, Ltd.
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