go to bed

the priests are dead

now no one can call you bad

go to bed

the priests are dead

finally you're in peppermint land



he's a merman

he doesn't need your voice

he's a merman



go to bed

dream instead

and you will find him



he's a merman eternally

he doesn't need something

you're not willing to give

he's a merman

doesn't need your voice to cross his lands of ice



go to bed

priests are dead

now no one can call you bad

go to bed

the priests are dead

finally you found it and



who could ever say you're not simply wonderful

who could ever harm you

sleep now you're my little girl



go to bed

the priests are dead

and go and sing it all again



go to bed

past the apple orchard

and you'll feel nice



two can play

i said two can play