Sounding the bell in the corridor Sweeping the floor with her hair
She sprinkles hot ashes and salt on the stairs as she walks We all walk
Behind her The city sleeps restless below ; one thousand dark stars
Flashing random We swing on the wires, we lie in the road but the cars
Just fly by us - they dodge and drive on We slide down the gutters We
Hide with the rats in the catacombs We swim through the eggshells and
Matchsticks and toothpicks - We retreat to the underworld, down where it's
Warm Wherever our lady will lead us, wherever our lady will need
UsIt's heaven in hell and nothing will scare us, no nothing will
Scare me again Wherever our lady will lead us, wherever our lady will
Need usIt's heaven in hell and nothing will scare us, no nothing will
Scare me again