Houses of the Holy

Let me take you to the movies

Can I take you to the show?

Let me be yours ever truly

Can I make your garden grow?

From the Houses of the Holy

We can watch the white doves go

From the dark on Satan's daughter

And it only goes to show

There's an angel on my shoulder

In my hand a sword of gold

Let me wander in your garden

And the seeds of love I'll sow

So the world is spinning faster

Are you dizzy with your stone?

Let the music be your master

Will you heed the master's call?

So there ain't no use in crying

'Cause it'll only drive you away

Does it hurt to hear them crying?

Is this the only world you have?

Let me take you to the movies

Can I take you to the show?

Let me be yours ever truly

Can I make your garden grow?