[Stop and do it]
I went walking over backbones,
i broke my stiletto,
and we were so cold.
and like a Febuarys courts we froze
and so the song goes,
and we were among those
far from the Holy Ghost.
and when the Body was received i shreiked.
out of flirtation,
i screamed,
out of exsasperation, and fascination.
And so for all of us,
Lustful or our of lust,
we are the sainest bunch.
and over backbones we will ride to meet for lunch.