The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band - Ritual #1 lyrics

There she goes Being chased down the road To ruin her virginity in her hands Of every bird's broke her cocoon About to cry Underneath bu*terfly skies Knock her with the most weather Pasefy along the stream trying to be part of a crowd Dream of holding hands A pegasus in their lap( A midget sits in their lap?) About to cry Underneath bu*terfly skies There she goes Being chased down the road To ruin her virginity in her hands Of every bird's broke her cocoon About to cry Underneath bu*terfly skies