The old shamed face
He works a jamboree
behind the prison is a dove
while the moon decites your grace
you're in love.
Just for the spell that hand in hand left dos
laughing like the birds beneath the pier
beyond the doubt that stings your mind
you still got fear.
You think it doesn't matter
Nobody told you twice
so rest your mind and the darkest thoughts
you'll feel alright.
3x It won't be long
2x until she's laughing off the woes of your wrongs
It's all these hands in old Miss Mercy's pies
you can see the daytime stripped away
the lovers marched through nuts and bolts
to fix your day.
The factory blows the scent down Piggy hill
beyond the old time ferris wheel
the lovers swapped their thoughts for goals
and you can’t feel.
5x It won't be long
until she's laughing off the woes of your wrongs
until she's laughing off the woes of your wrongs