Where are you going
I have a hiding place
When spring marches in
Why you keep watch for me
I hear them calling
Gonna lay down
Gonna lay down
Greeting the monster in our Easter dresses
Father says: bow your head
Like the Good Book says
Well I think The Good Book is missing some pages
Gonna lay down
Gonna lay down
And when my hand touches myself
I can finally rest my head
And when the say take of his body
I think I’ll take from mine instead
Getting Off
Getting Off
While they’re all downstairs
Singing prayers sing away
He’s in my pumpkin p.j.’s
Lay your book on my chest
Feel the word
Feel the word
Feel it
I could have
I should have
I could have flown you know
I could have
I should have
I didn’t so
