Part Two I love you Jesus Christ Jesus Christ, I love you, yes I do I love you Jesus Christ Jesus Christ, I love you, yes I do And on the lazy days The dogs dissolve and drain away The world it goes and always waits The day we are awaiting Part Three Up and over, we go through the wave and undertow I will float until I learn how to swim Inside my mother in a garbage bin Until I find myself again, again Up and over we go with mouths open wide and spitting still I will spit until I learn how to speak Up through the doorway as the sideboards creak With them ever proclaiming me, me Up and over we go, the weight it sits on down and I don't know I will shout until they know what I mean I mean the marriage of a dead dog sing And a synthetic flying machine, machine