Perfect Time

What is a cold-blooded mad man to do

With a smile cross his teeth

And a chest full of goo?

And it cuts through my junk

And it smash up my eyes

And it sings like a song

Before you die

Sunny day shootin's

Breakfast beheadings

Lunchtime wartime

Armageddon

God, tell me what to do

It's a perfect time for love

Never a punk

Smiled so wide

Never have teeth

Sing so much sky

And it smashed up my junk

And screws up my eyes

And it sings like a song

'Fore you die

Mountaintop chokings

Afternoon rapists

Prime time wartime

I can't take it

God, tell me what to do

Is it time for love?

Whatever colors you wear

Oh, they're gonna bleed someday

Some rainbow day

We'll have the perfect time

Skipping, hugging

Laughing, singing

Dancing, romancing

Spinning, singing

God, tell me what to do

It's a perfect time for love

With you