And you take me And you throw me up and over The garden wall And you take me And you throw me up and over Like you know What's holy Like you know What's good for me Cold and frozen eyes Cold and orthodox Old religion Never been part of this bright-eyed world And you make me Walk the city streets all winter Looking for a home And you make me Walk the city streets all winter Like you know What's holy Like you know What's good for me Cold and frozen eyes Cold and orthodox Old religion Never been part of this bright-eyed world