And I know that I've been had again
And I know that I've been frayed
That someone came and stole your bike
But don't you go and take a hike
There's always someone on the prowl
That we're all mindless animals
The week is long inside his arms
The love is filtered for the ashes of the shroud
That someone came and stole your pride
We'll draw a shape side by side
We will burn the paper bride today