Hello double bind! Here’s a song to hide behind!! It was one of those things that never made sense from the beginning. Hail, now it’s all over!! Almost like a bad hangover. Do run for cover, 'cause I can not sing but I sure can holler. Hail ! Hail ! Three summers, all blown. Now I’m here, rest my soul. It was one of those things that only made sense in the moment. Fight fire with fire Looks like I found my missing wire The truth is to be told, yeah, sex with you is like sex with god.