[00:08.66]Give me your shoulder, I'm a sing song bird
[00:11.19]My savior says that I'm the words
[00:14.05]I map across a daylight blinding you
[00:19.83]Chicken-boned and with a 10-cent bunk
[00:22.68]Claimed Jesus spoke (though I was drunk)
[00:25.81]Untied my shoe and told me what to do:
[00:31.38]"Warn the boys are about the dimmer rooms
[00:34.26]That try to woo them all with their cheap perfume
[00:37.27]Rooms like this, a pathway to the fall
[00:42.81]Warn the girls about the dimmer stars
[00:45.52]That try to woo them all with the cheap guitars
[00:48.59]The morning fades the glitter on their song
[01:13.39]
[01:17.16]Warn the boys are about the dimmer rooms
[01:19.86]That try to woo them all with their cheap perfume
[01:22.80]The sun don't sweat the souls that get the call
[01:28.46]Warn the girls about the dimmer stars
[01:31.10]That try to woo them all with the cheap guitars
[01:34.26]Dear Lord, give me the strength to shade you all"