Well it's a perfect situation For anyone in question The logic just escapes me The moment my head blows off It was a lovely Friday evening With lovely fellow heathens But darling I don't know the reasons That drinking always leads to sex But I don't want this atmosphere to stay When you gave a part of me willingly away But sometimes in the pitch of night Did I hear the words I think they might be coming to take me away Ah ooooooo A Christian reputation It distorts my minds persuasion No vices or perversions Can barricade my holy, holy beat My mother she would say "why son?" My father he won't say nothing And we will all live only explaining (?) That darkness inside my heart (?) But I don't want this atmosphere to stay When you gave a part of me willingly away But sometimes in the pitch of night Did I hear the words I think they might be coming to take me away Ah ooooooo Ah ooooooooooooo Ah oooooooooooooooooooooo Ah ooooooooooooo ohhhh