Bill Dyan - Fight for Love Lyrics

Climbing up a mountain with no love in the hands
They stole our thunder from inside our heads
What you gonna do when your soul gets cleaned out
Except for playing for a rock'n'roll band, and she sings
Oh lord, let us plant a tree
While you're masturbating with your sex machine
Oh lord, let us fight for love
Tomorrow might not have the same breeze
I'm pleased to meet you baby
I'm pleased to play with you
I'm pleased to meet you baby
I'm pleased to deal with you
Balls of fire falling down like meteorites
In people's shelter we'll be finding peace and quiet
What you gonna do when your soul gets cleaned out
Except for playing in a rock'n'roll band, and she sings
Oh lord, let us plant a tree
While you're masturbating with your sex machine
Oh lord, let us fight for love
Tomorrow might not have the same breeze
I'm pleased to meet you baby
I'm pleased to play with you
I'm pleased to meet you baby
I'm pleased to deal with you
I'm pleased to meet you baby
I'm pleased to play with you
I'm pleased to meet you baby
I'm pleased to deal with you
Come on
A trifle sad, a trifle mad, the shit hit the fan
Why don't you let us drive you to another land
What you gonna do when your soul gets cleaned out
Except for playing in a rock'n'roll band, and she sings
Oh lord, let us plant a tree
While you're masturbating with your sex machine
Oh lord, let us fight for love
Tomorrow might not have the same breeze
I'm pleased to meet you baby
I'm pleased to play with you
I'm pleased to meet you baby
I'm pleased to deal with you