Sweet now tell me 'bout the other side of mystery.
The street's deserted and my lover has left apparently.
Somewhere up on down my cover has slipped away from me.
Now there's nothing but a bother, and rain, but constantly.

So sell me, turned into a beat when, it turns out just as bad.
Deep down hidden underneath bend up to a drive me mad.
Down there safe but from the heat and just wishing that it's at.
Excusing as I return to heathen, no space to place the ad

Is there a freedom out of the town
Is there a free one wearing a crown
Someone that will see the shakedown
Someone to seed some not to drown

Ease up 'cause it doesn't matter, as everything is wrong.
Breathe in and out start feeling better, just following along.
So sit down, start the promised letter, turn that into a song.
Now go for first, then do the latter envisioned all night long. 

Is there a freedom out of the town
Is there a free one wearing a crown
Someone that will see the shakedown
Someone to seed some not to drown

Freezing! Squeezed out! The thing! You're gonna! 
Sweet fruit! Hanging low! Now, don't you wanna?

Is there a freedom out of the town
Is there a free one wearing a crown
Someone that will see the shakedown
Someone to seed some not to drown

Sweet Now Tell

Toe's Bias