[Verse 1]

Musical ladders
Leaning on mountains
Bathed in white laughter
Under the sun

[Verse 2]

Somebody's birthday
Came stumbling towards us
Wrapped in green gladness
Under the sun

[Verse 3]

We're gonna make it
Through this war tonight
Someone hold this child
Up to the light

[Verse 4]

Prostitute fingers
Fumbling with matches
Tucked in red couches
Under green moons

[Verse 5]

Mexican waitress
Got caught in the crossfire
Of militant families
Bursting with Jews

[Verse 6]

We're gonna break it
To your folks tonight
Kind of hope your pops
Don't hear me right, oh yeah