the life you save may not be around tonight
and the love you make may never be to me
and the even after all the washings done
who will wash the sin all out of me
take me the sanga
take me to the kirk
take me to the body
take me to the kirk
let me hear the ram's horn
mark me on your door
i can be your love
i will be your whore
at midnight tonight
when everything is right
for the spirit of lust and sin
to pass through egypt again
lick me all over
covered in clover
come and take me down