supper's ready

hackett, steve

walking across the sitting room

i turn the television off

sitting beside you

i look into your eyes

as the sound of motor cars fades in the night time

i swear i saw your face change

it didn't seem quite right

and it's hello babe with your guardian eyes so blue

hey my baby don't you know our love is true

coming closer with our eyes

a distance falls around our bodies

out in the garden

the moon seems very bright

six saintly shrouded men move across the lawn slowly

the seventh walks in front with a cross held high in hand

and it's hey babe your supper's waiting for you

hey my baby don't you know our love is true

i've been so far from here

far from your warm arms

it's good to feel you again

it's been a long long time. hasn't it?

i know a farmer who looks after the farm

with water clear

he cares for all his harvest

i know a fireman who looks after the fire

you

can't you see he's fooled you all

yes

he's here again

can't you see he's fooled you all

share his peace

sign the lease

he's a supersonic scientist

he's the guaranteed eternal sanctuary man

look

look into my mouth he cries

and all the children lost down many paths

i bet my life

you'll walk inside

hand in hand

gland in gland

with a spoonful of miracle

he's the guaranteed eternal sanctuary

we will rock you

rock you little snake

we will keep you snug and warm

wearing feelings on our faces while our faces took a rest

we walked across the fields

to see the children of the west

but we saw a host of dark skinned warriors

standing still below the ground

waiting for battle

the fight's begun

they've been released

killing foe for peace. bang

bang

bang. bang

bang

bang. and they're giving me a wonderful potion

'cause i cannot contain my emotion

and even though i'm feeling good

something tells me

i'd better activate my prayer capsule

today's a day to celebrate

the foe have met their fate

the order for rejoicing and dancing has come from our warlord

wandering through the chaos the battle has left

we climb up the mountain of human flesh

to a plateau of green grass

and green trees full of life

a young figure sits still by a pool

he's been stamped human bacon" by some butchery tool

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