Men In Bed

Open up here comes the sunny side of every sin
Some would stop the birds from singing if they could
Almost ten years since he blasted them free

All cannons ablaze hanging from his tree and up from his
Old mist all tower of strength oh
Pulling blanket 'bout
Fly 'way Peter
Fly 'way Paul
Fly 'way free

I surrender
I surrender
They all dead yeah they dead
They all bones they is all bones

It springs to life with a jet of warm air
Hair green in bliss canned all away sails all red
And they are dead yeah they all dead
Fly 'way Peter
Fly 'way Paul
Fly 'way free

I surrender
I surrender
I surrender
I surrender

Dead they white as pale
They stench all stale as
Stench all stale as
Stench all stale as
Men in bed