Tiny Voices

You wild beast and you creeping things
Get down in your place
Down with all the absolutes
And God's awful grace
Who wants to see this coming
Who wants to think you do
Better take me blind when I'm
Falling for you
I'm falling for you
Go and tell old Pharaoh his
Time has come about
His pretty house boys laugh and sing
As they're filing out
Well they've set fire behind him I see it
Burning into fume
High upon the mountain where I'm
Falling for you
I'm falling for you
A man of abandon is
Just the thing we need
Get ready for the country boys, this
Town has gone to seed
The telephone line is sagging
With wood coming through
But your hand between your knees, I'm
Falling for you
I'm falling for you
Well I can quit this anytime, it's
Just to help me sleep
Starts with tiny voices and strange
Hours that they keep
Who wants to hear them bleeding on
And have to answer to
Better keep it down when I'm
Falling for you
I'm falling for you
So you ladies and you gentlemen
Pull your bloomers on
Swing upon the highest beam
And let the floods come on
Who wants to be there wondering
When the wonders rage on through
Better to say never when I'm
Falling for you
I'm falling for you