(Stop and do it)
I went walking over backbones
I broke my stiletto
And we were so cold
And like a February's corpse we froze
And so the song goes
And we were among those
Far from the Holy Ghost
And when the Body was received i shrieked
Out of flirtation
I screamed
Out of exasperation, and fascination
And so for all of us
Lustful or our of lust
We are the sanest bunch
And over backbones we will ride to meet for lunch