
What you mean to me- what you represent
Is a world that isn’t down below
Where the neon doesnt shine through a window filled with grime
Hahahaha laughing at men’s jokes all of the time
Working for nuns- putting hotdogs in their buns
And you always have to do it with a smile
And when the men laugh-hahaha- you laugh right back
Cause there’s a million other women who will serve it with a lemon
Will you take the rites with me- I want to bow before you
Will you step towards the water- lay your wallet on the altar
Can you hear them singing in the dark- prick you with a little spark
Disgraced by the thorn again- we want you to be born again.
Don’t touch the velvet curtain, cause it’s absolutely certain
That it’s crusted with somebody’s dream- better not touch anything
Just close your eyes and dream about the days when you ran wild about
The night and know for certain that them days are coming back alright.
Will you take the rites with me- I want to bow before you
Will you step towards the water- lay your wallet on the altar
Can you hear them singing in the dark- prick you with a little spark
Disgraced by the thorn again- we want you to be born again.
Do you love me do you don’t? Will you stay or will you won’t?
I don’t need your fidelity to open up a world where we
Can run and run where flower fly, through the night until we lie
On grass neath a bed of stars- the beauty of the world is ours.
Will you take the rites with me- I want to bow before you
Will you step towards the water- lay your wallet on the altar
Can you hear them singing in the dark- prick you with a little spark
Disgraced by the thorn again- we want you to be born again.





