All his saints apologized
Apologized for their absence
When he needed them the most
Saints were searching for excuses
But
The gun — drop — drop —
Drop that silly gun … they said
Well, inside thinmgs can change
Virgin thoughts set out on a walk
And visit you to fade away
We will survive
Greeting cards from heaven
On that day
Sacred farewell kisses
And absent saints
Left notices said:
All or nothing
All or nothing.
And the rain drop — drop —
Drops down on me
Well, inside things can change
Virgin thoughts set out on a walk
And visit us to wash away
We will survive
We will survive