We made our mom mad
When we made our escape
Cut my thumb on the hedge
Now it's turning green
William
Seymour
Will ya
Come here now
All the city lights
Hurt our beady eyes
We jump at every shadow
That comes up out of the street
William
Seymour
Come here
Right now
Hello children
Do you need help getting home
Then a familiar voice
As she sneaks up behind
William
Seymour
Come here
Right now