Let me take you to the movies Can I take you to the show Let me be yours ever truly Can I make your garden grow From the houses of the holy, we can watch the white doves go From the door comes satan's daughter, and it only goes to show, you know There's an angel on my shoulder, in my hand a sword of gold Let me wander in your garden and the seeds of love I'll sow you know So the world is spinning faster are you dizzy when you're stoned Let the music be your master will you heed the master's call Oh Satan and man Said there ain't no use in crying 'cause it will only, only drive you mad Does it hurt to hear them lying? Was this the only world you had? oh oh So let me take you, take you to the movie Can I take you, baby, to the show Why don't you let me be yours ever truly Can I make your garden grow, you know