Yer Spring

Long we were searchin' these

Serpentine streets for the signs of a spark

Fuckin' around in the dark

Then long we were held in the thrum

And the desperate heat of the clubs

Drinkin' deep from that cup

We'd drink it up

We'd drink it up

We'd drink it up

We'd drink it up

Each step was something the beat

In the blood and the heat in our hands

Of twelve regular men

So, when we come down Cathedral Street

Hollow and beaten, to the room that I rent

I'm goin' back up again

I'm goin' up

I'm goin' up

I'm goin' up

I'm goin' up

I'm goin' up

But while everything is bloomin'

You know the wiltin' always waits

To steal away your body

To steal away your brains

Oh man, I hate this part

When the car sails off the bridge

Am I the knuckles white inside?

Am I the water rushin' in?

Am I risin' up?

Am I risin' up?

Am I risin' up?

Am I risin' up?

Singin', silent night, holy night

Take my eyes, take my mind and lay me down

Oh, sweet winter kiss on these heavy lids

Sweet winter gift of dreamless sleep

Lay me down and draw me out

Doctor, un-bandage my eyes

I feel the light and I'm ready to be out in it

Doctor, uncover my ears

I hear the chorus weep, I see the people singin'

Doctor, un-bandage my eyes

I feel the light and I'm ready to be risin'

Doctor, uncover my ears

I hear the chorus weepin', I see the people singin'

Let the loser up

Let the loser up

Let's get him up

Let's get him up

Let's get him up

Let's get him up

Let's get him up

Let's get him up