High Upon the Church Grounds Letra

we get high on the church grounds
the men of cloth stay in their candle-lit box
as we unleash hell

I love the sunny days and our mortal decay
as we watch the church crumble away
I have one hand on my heart
and one hand in the dark
as I reach the room throbbing for you

The drugs get dealt and the cocks get felt
on the church grounds
The saints over my head defend the innocent
and the weak of heart

I get high when I hear the church bells
The ringing leads me to repeat its meaning
and then to song

The song I want is long
and it moves around and about
It has a voice singing and a guitar ringing
a fable song

We stand High on the church grounds
Holding instruments we call "infinite"
Play the strangest song

The strange song has drums
and bombs blowing up and about
The saints over my head
bring the song to an end as they sing along