The Lamb Lies Down on Broadway

I got sunshine in my stomach Like I just rocked my baby to sleep I got sunshine in my stomach But I can't keep me from creeping sleep Sleep, deep in the deep Rockface moves To press my skin White liquids Turn sour within Turn fast Turn sour Turn swea

I'm counting out time, Got the whole thing down by numbers. All those numbers! Give me guidance! O Lord I need that now. The day of judgement's come, And you can bet that I've been resting for this testing, Digesting every word the experts say. Eroge

And the lamb lies down on Broadway. Early morning Manhattan, Ocean winds blow on the land. The Movie-Palace is now undone, The all-night watchmen have had their fun. Sleeping cheaply on the midnight show, It's the same old ending-time to go. Get out!

No-one seems to take up the chase, and with the familiar faces fresh in his mind he moves into a reconstruction of his old life, above ground - Too much time was one thing he didn't need, so he used to cut through it with a little speed. He was bette