Perfect Time

What is a cold blooded mad man to do With a smile across his teeth and attached full of goo And it cuts through my junk and smash up my eyes And sings like a song before you die Sunny day shooting breakfast bedheadings Lunchtime wartime armaghedon God tell me what to do It's a perfect time for love Never a punk Smile so wide Never have teeth Sing so much sky And smash up my junk and screws up my eyes And sings like a song before you die Mountaintop chokings afternoon rapists primetime wartime I can't take it God tell me what to do Is it time for love? Whatever colors you wear They are 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