Lyric Unsheathed

The baby s not screaming enough
The singer s not singing enough
Ramana s not breathing, to us
Behold the unsheathing, it s love

The blade is not ready to cut
It s dull from our thinking, it s rough
Free love is a world I can t linger too long in
Free love was just another party for the hippies to ruin

Behold the unsheathing, it s love
Behold the unsheathing, it s love

Free love is a knife through the jugular vein son
Free love, I can t afford to add up what you fuckers are made of

Free love is a world I can t linger too long in
Free love was just another party for the hippies to ruin