The Soft Parade

Can you give me sanctuary?
I must find a place to hide
A place for me to hide
Can you find me soft asylum?
I can't make it anymore
The man is at the door

Cat velvet miniskirts, chocolate candy
Champion sex and a girl named Sandy

There's only one way to get unravelled
One is to sleep and the other is travel
One is a bandit up on the hill
One is to love your neighbour till

Catacombs, nursery bones
Winter women growing stones
Carry babies to the river
Streets and shoes, avenues
Leather riders selling news
The monk bought lunch

Successful heels are here to stay
Everything must be this way
Gentle streets where people play
Welcome to the soft parade
All our lives we sweat and save
Building for a shallow grave
Must be something else we say
Somehow we defend this place
Everything must be this way
Everything must be this way

The soft parade has now begun
Listen to the engines hum
People out to have some fun
A cobra on my left, leopard on my right
The dear woman in a silk dress
Girls with beads around their necks
Kiss the hunter of the green vest
Who's wrestled before with lions in the night

Out of sight
The lights are getting brighter
The radio is moaning
Calling to the dogs
There are still a few animals
Left out in the yard
But it's getting harderTropic corridor
Tropic treasure
What got us this far to this mad equator
We need someone or something new
Something else to get us through
Calling all the dogs
It's getting harder
Calling all the dogs
You gotta meet me
Tonight baby
Gotta meet me at the edge of town
See you there