Cha
Free from the age of her sexual desire
I believed in the things that happened to me
So she mastered the art of treat and decay
To the babbling madmen with nothing to say
So I'm lower cries tooth, and she's I - Iron fisted
On loan for her home, in the arms of my Cicero
Give us your guns, and we'll give you nirvanananah, la la la
Walk away
Cha
Barbers and stallions and charities
Are the constant delight of these truth racketeers
They live in the wake of a pretty young gigolo
Who live in the arms of this Cicero
She's breaking his eyes and a lover's secret
Of a smile all the time, like an ex-all imaginer (?)

So give us your guns and we'll give you nirvananana la la la
Walk away, oh ho
Cha
La la la la la la
A king of the castle, falling shine a lasses
On swings who sell coins on guns
Like a holy dissolve
I loved you once all gone by value
It's funny how time slip away
I'm lower cries tooth, and she's I - Iron fisted
On loan for her money, in the arms of my Cicero
Give us your guns, and we'll give you nirvanananah, la la la
Walk away
He's breaking his eyes and a lover's secret
Of a smile all the time, like an ex-all imaginer
So give us your guns and we'll give you nirvananana la la la
Walk away, oh ho