You have rescued me from fatal crap
Since the days that I had cray-cray cradle cap
Got your back like a spinal tap
From the pistol to the f-f-final lap
Ooh, I believe, I believe in days of love
I believe in days of love, I
I believe in days of love, I
Ooh, I believe, I believe in days of love
I believe in days of love, I
I believe in days of love, I believe
We’ll wear hair like toupees in a pod
We’ll share prayer like Tuesdays in a synagogue
To free the realm, forthwith we’ll quest
I will be your helm, you’ll be my mithril vest
Ooh, I believe, I believe in days of love
I believe in days of love, I
I believe in days of love, I
Ooh, I believe, I believe in days of love
I believe in days of love, I
I believe in days of love, I believe
Lauren London - vocals
Copyright 2019 Zach London
