Your parents are raising your children
I don't sound it or say it or feel it
That governs your poor heart
When the hounds come around, I go to the bottle
I fear I may slowly have killed it
Obeying a heinous, heinous law
It happens to everyone
Your store is a small one, your goods have no buyers
Oh, I could have told you, the vices won't hold you
A heinous, heinous law

To a heinous, heinous law
And I seem to have easily filled it
But high up they hang you, seized by the temple

That governs your poor heart
That governs your poor heart

It's winter in my bedroom and I stir the broken spring

Obeying a heinous, heinous law

And I have in my head to go crawling
Of an endless, endless love

But out on the street somebody told me
Whose ends are to put out your lights
In its velvety chambers, where fellows foul met
Warm in a coil where you lay
And bid you obey and obey
Who know from the inside you won't put up a fight
Now are you angry at me 'cos I'm no longer free?
Engage in exchanges
Of an endless, endless love
Like every wet shadow before me
Obeying a heinous, heinous law
Governs your poor heart

Of an endless, endless love
While the thing in my charge, whether tiny or large
So I don't blame you, it's my foot in my shoe