Musical Ladders

musical ladders leaning on mountains

bathed in white laughter under the sun

somebody's birthday came stumbling towards us

wrapped in green gladness under the sun

we're gonna make it through this war tonight

someone hold this child up to the light

prostitute fingers fumbling with matches

tucked in red couches under green moons

mexican waitress got caught in the crossfire

of militant families bursting with juice

we're gonna break it to your folks tonight

kinda hope your pops don't hear me right

oh yeah