Snow
See me
And ivory on towers
Someone call this Babylon those hungry hunters dragging down the
I was
Well the darlings on the sidelines dreaming of cherished life
To whisper
Before you die
I
Come down
Watch the kid get grazed
Cause Jesus don't save the guy
And the child, baby
She's got no love
Child, angel
This closet's always stacked
Dealers in the basement
Filling job descriptions
For a brand new heart of time
And the child, baby
Well, for all you show me
The one we cry
Well, the doctors and attendants
Say how they felt so sick and shy
Well, you just didn't get
Who made that cry
It's party time
For the guys in the town
Of labor
Saddle people
Come on
Take me in
At the bar of your
Ledger's cross
The corner of the table
Give me praise
Cause Jesus don't save the guys
And the child, baby
Watch the kid get grazed
Cause Jesus don't save the guy
And the child, baby
It's party time
For the guys in the town
Of labor
Saddle people come by
Take me in
At the bar of your
Ledger's cross
To the corner of the table
Watch the kid get grazed
And the child, baby

















Watch the kid get grazed
Cause Jesus don't save the guy
And the child, baby
No, no, no
No, no, no
It's Taro Pable.
We're going to play a song about writing songs in the old days
And signing contracts when you shouldn't sign them
and it's a song about Denmark street
Which is about to be pulled down
As most of London seems to be
Song about a bit of fingers
New song