go to bed   the priests are dead   now no one can call you back   go to bed   the priests are dead   finally you're on peppermint   at last      he's a merman   he doesn't need your voice   he's a merman      go to bed   dream instead   and you will find him   he's a merman to the knee   doesn't need something you're not willing to give   he's a merman   doesn't need your voice to cross his lands of ice      go to bed   priests are dead   now no one can call you back   go to bed   the priests are dead   finally you found out      who could ever say you're not simply wonderful   who could ever harm you   sleep now   you're my little girl       go to bed   priests are dead   and come sing it all again      go to bed   past the apple orchard   and you'll feel nice   two can play i said   two can play