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 and 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.