Sing me your servant song sing it in the servant tongue Fold me like paper and crush me like ice I picked you daffodils but you've got no more vases to build With the wind on our skin with the west in our eyes
Nothing can stop us now Nothing can stop us now Nothing can touch us now Nothing can touch us
And you will feel the majesty of my slogans on your walls
I gave your aspirin I lived[?] it on your scented skin When you break the dishes I sweep them away And you love me like a bomb and when you call me I will me I will run And we'll climb on the statues and dance in the glade
Nothing can stop us now Nothing can stop us now Nothing can touch us now Nothing can touch us Nothing can stop us now Nothing can stop us now Nothing can touch us now
And you will feel the majesty of my slogans on your walls