Unsheathed

[Verse 1]
The baby's not screaming enough
The singer's not singing enough
Ramana's not breathing to us
Behold the unsheathing, it's love

[Verse 2]
The blade is not ready to cut
It's dull from our thinking, it's rough

[Chorus]
Free love is a world I can't linger too long in, yeah
Free love was just another party for the hippies to ruin, yeah

[Bridge]
Behold the unsheathing, it's love
Behold the unsheathing, it's love

[Chorus]
Free love is a knife through the jugular vein, son, yeah
Free love, I can't afford to add up what you fuckers are made of
Come on, come on, come on, come on

[Chorus]
Free love is a world we can't linger too long in, yeah
Free love was just another party for the hippies to ruin, yeah