Saint Mary

Blanket me, sweet nurse

and keep me from burnin'

I must get back

to woods, dear girls,

I must get back to the woods



In the bloody elevator,

risin' for their first cup of tea

of the day

When did sky turn into space?

And air into wind?



The only things I really need

is water, a gun, and rabbits

Let me rest my fevered cheeks

upon your warm, sweet bellies



In the bloody elevator

goin' to the bright theatre

Now, c'mon boys

Keys let me taste the clean air in my lungs

and moss on my back