Strange young girls Covered with sadness; Eyes of innocence Hiding their madness. Walking the strip - Sweet,soft,and placid - Offering their youth On the alter of acid.
Thinking these gifts Were sent by the dove; All for the trip Accompanied by love.
Gentle young girls, Holding hands walking; Wisdom flows childlike While softly talking. Colors surround them Bejewling their hair; Visions astound them, Demanding their share. Children of Orpheus Called by the dove - All for the trip Accompanied by love.
Thinking these gifts Were sent by the dove - All for the trip Accompanied by love.