Won’t you be there for my baby, I was there for you girl
With my needle and my spiteful little curl
There with my baby, sitting there with my girl
With depressions and the blood letters of this world
My friend she ain’t crazy but the moon says of her lately
oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, there’s place here for us all
There’s a place here for us all, there’s a place here for us all
Get up I mean it, get your coffin dressed and clean yourself
Let the little cherubs raise you up with tiny hands that go
Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, oh oh, there’s a place here for us all
Dry a desert, so take the knife, I dare you
And drain your last lung of the life that you’ve left yourself
Sorry I didn’t mean that, I’m bitter, I’m twisted
You’re as free as a featherless bird with its wings clipped
What’s it all about, how should I know
What’s it all about, how should I know