Testo di Babies Making Babies

More water in the air than air And little bags of jelly there An angel falling off a cloud A birth that god would not allow There's a little bag on the ground With a vein on the side Wet enough to survive It's alive that's inside Make a hole drain it dry It's the son it's the one There's a light from the sky A fluid fills a million eyes The goop is dripping from the sky Placenta at you feet The universe is underneath