Bill was a man
   Who grew too big
   It didn't matter what he did
   The girls would always run away
   When everybody laughs at you
   It can be humiliating
  
   Billy likes a
   Cute little girl
   They are lovers
   We can tell
   Kisses on the mouth
   Holding hands 'n' all
   Look into their eyes...
  
   Sneaking off together
   Running to the woods
   Swimming in the river
   Cooking up some food
   Making up religions
   Dropping out of school
   Laughing through the summertime
   Never meant to hurt nobody
  
   Angel of God
   Take me along
   Happy days
   Quiet life
   We are not alone...
  
   He bought a gun
   And she fixed her dress
   "I'm not afraid of Jesus Christ
   Who cares about the price we pay"
   It's our little secret
   And we're never, never, never going
  
   Angel of God
   Take me along
   Happy days
   Quiet life
   We are not alone...
  
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   Cool Water
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   Day by day ... Whistle while you work ... Our
   backs are breaking ... Up from hollow earth ...
   From end to end ... The noise begins ... In the
   human battle stations ... And the big one's
   coming in
  
   Work, work, work, work ... Work till holes are
   filled ... Work, work, work, work ... Bags of
   bone and skin ... Lovers hold hands ... Tossing
   their heads ... Tangled in hair ... Tied to earth
   ... With skin and glue
  
   But their skin is the same as yours
   Coming in for the world to see
   They can sit at the table, too
   The same blood as you and me
  
   Speak very softly .. Hold my hand ... Someone is
   sleeping ... In my bed ... Priests pass by ...
   Worms crawl in ... One dreams to be ... One dream
   for all
   His skin is the same as yours
   Is he not made the same as you?
   And some have fallen down
   And blood spilled on the ground
  
   Work, work,work
   Till his life is doneu
   The old man .. Is at our door ... And he's
   knocking ... knocking ... As his neighbors weep
   ... Each day repeats ... Are we nothing in your
   eyes? ... Someone answer, someone answer ... This
   rusted garden gate ... Can barely even stand ...
   Their work is over now ... And rest will be at
   hand
  
   Is their skin not the same as yours?
   Can they sit at the table to drink
   Cool water
   Cool wateru
   And his lungs are filled with rain...
   And the water's rushing in...