Testo Tumbling Down

Gee, but it's hard
When one lowers one's guard
to the vultures

Now, me I regard it
A torturous hardship
that smolders
Like a peppermint eaten away
Will I fight? Will I swagger, or sway?

Hee hee, milady
She cries like a baby
Scold us

See her tumbling down
See her tumbling down

Heil to the monkey
We're having a funky reunion
Wasted and sunk
he can only have Sunday communion
He's got nicotine stains in his eyes
he's got nothing to protect but his pride
Oh smothered a kiss
Or be drowned in blissful confusion

See her tumbling down
see her tumbling down