Sixes hang in the door What kind of shit to ignore, I've cut the cloth (Ooh, hard line circle) How to know who to write How to know who can cull up all the questions (We know that I'm right, cause to clean out a night) I fell in love I heard about it, I heard about it, I heard about it, no And so it's not in your clasp What's the function or the task, well, I'd stun and I'd stammer Help me reach the hammer (For then what will I ask) That's a pair of them docks Mooring out two separate lochs ain't that some kind of quandary Take me into your palms what is left when I'm hungry I learned about it, I learned about it, I've learned about it, no I'm still standing in I'm still standing in your need of prayer, the need of prayer No, I don't know the path Of what kind of pith I've amassed, long lines of questions Lessons learned (Lessons, lessons) But what do you lose to concede? Yes, it's hard to believe when 'em sold from your sleeve Just come off of your kneel Please, please, please I can admit to conceal No, that's not how that's supposed to feel, oh, no (It's not for broader appeal) Fuck the fashion of it, dear I've laughed about it, I've laughed about it, I've laughed about it, no