Текст песни Quiver Syndrome

I turned back towards the factory With a rail running through my head And the stain of a rust red romance Though my iron age rose is dead Will the lord hold me down 'cause I'm wicked? Will the lord hold me down, to my shame? Will your love it get into me Jesus? Now I heard you calling out my name The moon don't smile on Saturday's child Lying still in elysian fields I don't know what the doctor he did Now I'm all day long with my body in bed Plant the seeds of an ivory white lily Play the ghost of autumn's lullabye You know the way I came down to the city Snuffed the love light out of my eyes I'm knocked back in the alley With the sweat pouring off my hands I can tear out a stitch 'cause it's aching When I'm a shake, shake, shaking I can The moon don't smile on Saturday's child Lying still in elysian fields I don't hear what my mother she said Now I'm all day long with my body in bed I turn back toward the factory With a rail running through my head And the stain of a rust red romance Though my iron age rose is dead Will the lord hold me down 'cause I'm wicked? Will the lord hold me down, to my shame? Will your love it get into me Jesus? Now I heard you calling out my name The moon don't smile on saturday's child Lying still in elysian fields I don't know what the doctor he did Now I'm all day long with my body in bed