Desolate loving in your eyes
you used an' made my life so sweet.
Step out like a God found child
I saw your eyes across the street.

Who would be the fool to take you
be more than just kind.
Step into a life of maybe
love is hard to find
In the church of the poison' mind

In the church of the poison' mind

In the church of the poison' mind.
Watch me clinging to the beat
I had to fight to make it mine.
That religion you could sink it neat
just move your feet an' you'll feel fine.
Who would be the fool to maybe trick a kiss in time.
Who am I to say that's crazy
love will make you blind.
In the church of the poison' mind
. . .
Desolate loving in your eyes
you used an' made my life so sweet. . . .
In the church of the poison' mind
. . .