Miss Jones knows what the dogs like And the dogs know what they like about her
In the fields of grass where the young boys run away from, away from, away from

Hey, hey Miss Jones, when you get down there will you let us know?
Father John is worried
Hey, hey Miss Jones, when you get down there will you let us know?
Flames of war are burning

The hills wish they were mountains And the weeds, to be trees
In the years to come, we all run away from, away from, away from

World goes round

In the light of day I can still see the light, see the light
Veins of red and blue dance on tracks in the night, in the night

Once upon a dream I had she came and said okay x 2
The world goes round x 2

She will come to you with a scream for her life, for her life
Act of god, part two Her life bleeds off the knife, off the knife