Voltaire

Running from a spider
Hope youíll be home soon
Everybodyís waiting for the first of June
International is running from the factory
Voltaire only uses disappearing ink

Youíre the one, youíre the one, youíre the one
Iíve been dreaming of
Youíre the one, youíre the one, youíre the one
I've been dreaming of
Screaming men wounded holding up a cross
I canít help you but I love you
Is that enough? No!
Little men worship, worshipping a stick (his dick)
In a cave of nothing, try not to separate

Youíre the one, youíre the one, youíre the one
Iíve been dreaming of