I knew no vices and I knew no sins. I knew the words but they didn't sink in. Stayed out those tunnels that pull people down. There's more of those tunnels in your home town.
Tickle me pink, I'm rosy as a flushed red apple skin. Except I've never been as sweet. I've rolled around the orchard and found myself too awkward. And tickle me green, I'm too naive.
They're taking pictures of the man from God. I hope his cassock's clean. The burden of being our holy fellas. Your halo'd better gleam, better gleam. .
Rob lived in a box by the rails. Only thing he knew, you don't fail. When you live in a box by the rails. Don't comb your hair, don't comb your tail. .