in the sky. Shelter me from the powder and the finger Cover me with the thought that pulled the trigger Think of me as one you'd never figured Would fade away so young
They were hiding behind hay bales, They were planting in the full moon They had given all they had for something new But the light of day was on them
People, pick up on what I'm puttin' down now Welfare mothers make better lovers Down at every Laundromat in town now Welfare mothers make better lovers