We’d awake on Easter daynOne death, one life, that how it playsnAnd she would dance on people’s gravesnBut it’s just a name; it’s just a namennAnd I know it’s to seenIf you can fit into menThis time your not that wrongnI just hate to hear it in a songnnAnd time passed for equal heartsnThree months away from better startsnAnd she would laugh at your good heartnBut it’s just a start; it’s just a startnnAnd I wanna see itnI wanna rock right from your treenI wanna be herenI wanna taste what I can’t seennThe city rings, an awkward stepnNo shape to bring, no love for deathnA week passed with every partnBut it’s just a brain and it’s just a heartnnAnd I wanna see itnI wanna rock right from your treenI wanna be here nI wanna taste what I can’t seennI wanna be herenI wanna rock right from your treenI wanna see itnI want to take what I must needn