There's no common goal
There's no moral action
There's no modern age
From which to run away
There's no grace in love
With a known projection
There's no sky above
For you to cry into
We can't help you
Find a place to
Well, I wish for once
You would just start copin'
Every night and day
Tell me what to say
You were over ripe
You were never open
You were just a stripe
On the gay crusade
We can't help you
Find a place to
She knows one is one
She can let it through now
She can k** me cool
Welcome to the ruse
Well, I've seen the storm
It is off your shoulder
Party in the cage
Blow us all away
We can't help you
Find a place to
We can't help you
Find a place to lay