Bastards Of Eden
We Are The Bastards Of Eden,
Or So It Seems.
Another Orphan Dreaming,
Of What They Can Bring.
Would You Care For A Pipe?
Can I Get You A Drink?
Would You Care For A Woman?
She Might Help You Think.
We Are The Ones They Pray For,
So I Was Told.
Another Sunday Wasted,
Another Story Told.
Would You Care For Another Whiskey?
I’ll Have One Too.
Would You Care For A Woman,
Who Never Cared For You?
You Can Take My Hand,
Put It Over Your Heart.
You Can Take My Soul,
We’ll Make A New Start.
You Can Trust My Friend,
You Won’t Be Alone.
We Are The Bastards Of Eden,
And We’ll Make A New Home.
We Are What-‘s Left Of Eden.
I Guess It’s True.
This World Feels So Small,
When You-‘re Feeling Blue.
I Need A Second Chance,
To Set Things Right.
I Don’t Need An Army.
No, I Don’t Want To Fight.
You Can Take My Hand,
Put It Over Your Heart.
You Can Take My Soul,
We’ll Make A New Start.
You Can Trust My Friend,
You Won’t Be Alone.
We Are The Bastards Of Eden,
And We’ll Make A New Home.
We-‘ll Make A New Home