WORDS

and

LOVE COMING THROUGH

With a piece of fat wood broken across your back, 

I believe that you will see the light.

Well, it’s us against you heathens, faith is on our side.

So it doesn’t matter wrong or right.

 

With just one finger. One flick of the wrist.

Soon your heart and mind will not resist. 

     

Love, I bring to you.

Love, Coming through. No questions. No.

 

If I hold you under, no doubt you’ll see it clear.

You can be a martyr in your grave.

Settle this account right now with your wicked soul.

What we need are puppets, pawns, and slaves.

 

You better rise above the lot or you’ll be hung.

You better speak His name, or lose your fiendish tongue.

 

Love, I bring to you.

Love, Coming through. No questions. No.

 

Ooh, my friend you run like mischief.

Barking up your bongo tree.

You should try to be more grateful.

Don’t you want to be like me?

 

Take these words into your spirit, and say your prayers.

Your reward comes later though, of course.

You’re supposed to tolerate it, breathe through your nose.

And with your heart rejoice this show of force.

 

And I will live my life among the darkest spots.

And cram right down your throat the joy I’ve got. 

 

Love, I bring to you.

Love, Coming through. No questions. No.

 

 

Let’s Make A Problem:

Jim Walker - Bass, SFX, Guitars, Keyboards, Percussion, Sequencing, Lead Vx, BG Vx

Savannah Brusett - Assistant engineer 

 

Body Of Water:

Bella Wilcox - Lead vocals 

Company - Background Vocals 

Jess Feeman - Drums

Will Kast - Guitar

Jim Walker - Bass, Guitar, Keyboards