I admire that point of view,
but nothing is that simple.
I couldn't live the way that you do,
the opposite of sinful.

But if the stars shine tonight,
and chances are they might,
then the night won't seem so blind,
when you come to mind.

You really are a vestal girl,
so proper and so pious.
What pleasure do you get girl,
from those that you deny us?

She steps down from the bus,
like she gets into her bath,
and how I wish I was,
getting in with her.

You think you are immortal,
that ash will not become you.
But for anyone to survive you,
there's something that I must do.

But if the stars shine tonight,
and chances are they might,
then the night won't seem so blind.
Mind if I have some?

The DEVILS Made Me Do It!
The Fields of Eden