The Most Serene Republic Proposition 61

What we need is a good jump good jump kick to the head to get her ambitions in gear
For example, Jude at the party, was taking her clothes off
Below the constellations

Outside, the people they pranced becoming lord of the dance
And other typical social plights
We greet them with conversation and delight
Since Jude was mad at her dream for landing nowhere near the marker
To a boat, on an island, where's nobody's been except your best memories and your favorite friends
We cooked self fished for dinner

This is a place, is a place, is a place, is a place is a place that's soft down in a chair
We'll talk till the break, till the break, till the break, till the sun comes up
Like the signal flare

Jude trailed off the trail got her tail caught in a fail-proof safe
Didn't really fail for a night in jail with the pale hail of everywhere
The nightingale did escape the whale
Couldn't we survive, they are fed alive, we all cried,
Because she went and jumped overboard

She took a sad song and made it sadder
She took a sad song and made it sadder
She took a sad song and made it sadder
She took a sad song and made it sadder