You can shake your hips, you can seal your lips, I can't make that trip
And all life's fears could invade my ears, I can handle it
I can call on a friend and remember the faces we wore at school
Making the madness and solitary sadness a friendly fool
I thought of stories they told us long ago
Of how the world was a perfume garden
I haven't yet learned to tame the creature there
And that at least I think is something good
All across the town and across the street, you could feel the heat
Let me tell you, friend, they could hardly wait to mark your sheet
It was maximum joy for the men they employed to hold you down
Well I hope now you know that this isn't the bliss that you thought you'd found
Endless emptiness, endless ringing bells. I couldn't show you but I'd hoped to one day
A pretty promise to teach the tender child, to welcome madness every Monday
Beck-beck-beckon the call. Didn't seem to matter at all
Beck-beck-beckon the call. Told us how to conquer it all
Beck-beck-beckon the call. Didn't seem to matter at all
Beck-beck-beckon the call. Told us how to conquer it all
You can shake your hips, you can seal your lips, I can't make that trip
And all life's fears could invade my ears, I can handle it
I can call on a friend, I can laugh with a friend that I know from school
Making the madness and solitary sadness a friendly fool
Beck-beck-beckon the call. They taught us how to conquer it all
Beck-beck-beckon the call. These children have nothing at all
Listening hard for the voice of the child, I thought I heard an alarm bell ringing
Pulled from my sleep by invisible hands, the gentle sound of a lady singing
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