And though the solitudes have won
I cannot begin to crave you
Please spring us, Madeline, from these rusted jails of lust we live in
I'm living in
I will find you, Lord, in the classified loves of three good women
You are familiar with these terms, I trust
Don't you mind
Our children go unseen to us
The popular singers, they're mean to us
You'll find: There's joy in being barred from the temple
Barred from the temple
Barred from the temple
There's joy in being barred from the temple
Barred from the temple
Barred from the temple
And, though the grace is singing our praise in countless catchy ways
Escape from what could only be the soil and dirts of freedom's all I'm thinking of
I will fund you, Lord, through the classified loves of three good women
You are familiar with these terms, I trust
Don't you find such freedoms go unseen to us
The popular singers
They'll sing to us in time
Of joys and being barred from the temple
And, though the solitudes have won
I cannot begin to crave you
Please spring us, Madeline, from these dusty tales of lust we live in
I'm giving in
I will find you, Lord, in the calcified loves of three good women
You are familiar with these terms, I trust
Don't you mind
Our children go unseen to us
The popular singers they'll sing to us
There's joy in being barred from the temple
Barred from the temple
Barred from the temple
There's joy in being barred from the temple
Barred from the temple
Barred from the temple
There's joy in being