Magic Power

All through the city
On the wings of a dove
Feel sick and dirty
With no help from above
Something’s slipping and I’m not in love:
A tale of pity and the dirty glove

Let’s go: “hey ho, how do you go?
How do you get through 40 blows?
Hey ho, how do you love
How do you love a dead dove?“

An alcoholic lives above me
Jammin’ on guitar with dirty knees
He crashed my party with swollen eyes
I looked at him and said
“You’re a fucked up guy.”

Let’s go: “hey ho, how do you go?
How do you get through 40 blows?
Hey ho, how do you love
How do you love a dead dove?“

He told me the same thing 4000 times
“How do you live
With death in your mind?”
I loved a boy who was an open flower
I looked at him and said
“You’ve got magic power.”

Let’s go: “hey ho, how do you go?
How do you get through 40 blows?
Hey ho, how do you love
How do you love a dead dove?“