Strange Young Girls

Strange young girls Covered with sadness Eyes of innocence Hiding their madness. Walking the strip Sweet, soft, and placid Offering their youth On the alter of acid. Thinking these gifts Were sent by the dove All for the trip Accompanied by love. Gentle young girls Holding and walking Wisdom flows childlike While softly talking. Colors surround them Bejewling their hair Visions astound them Demanding their share. Children of Orpheus Called by the dove All for the trip Accompanied by love. Thinking these gifts Were sent by the dove All for the trip Accompanied by love. --- Strange Young Girls - The Mamas & the Papas