Love Love Love

King Saul fell on his sword when it all went wrong

And Joseph's brothers sold him down the river for a song

And Sonny Liston rubbed some tiger balm into his glove

Some things you do for money and some you do for love, love, love

Raskolnikov felt sick, but he couldn't say why

When he saw his face reflected in his victim's twinkling eye

Some things you'll do for money and some you'll do for fun

But the things you do for love are going to come back to you one by one

Love, love is going to lead you by the hand

Into a white and soundless place

Now we see things as in a mirror, dimly

Then we shall see each other face to face

And way out in Seattle, young Kurt Cobain

Snuck out to the greenhouse, put a bullet in his brain

Snakes in the grass beneath our feet, rain in the clouds above

Some moments last forever, but some flare out with love, love, love