Edward Sharpe And The Magnetic Zeros - Perfect Time lyrics

What is a cold blooded mad man to do With a smile across his teeth and a chest full of goo And it cuts through my junk and it smash up my eyes And sings like a song 'fore you die Sunny day shootings Breakfast beheadings Lunchtime wartime Armaggedon God. tell me what to do It's a perfect time for love Never a punk smiled so wide Never have teeth seen so much sky And smash up my junk and iy screws up my eyes And sings like a song 'fore 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 Oh, they 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