With your E's and your ease and I do one more.
Well, I know we're dying, and there's no sign of a parachute.
In this chapel little chapel of love can't we,
Get a little grace and some elegance?
No, we scream in cathedrals. Why can't it be beautiful?
Why does there gotta be a sa-sa-sacrifice?
Gotta be a sa- c’mon, sacrifice, please.
Gotta be a sa-sa-sacrifice.