the baby's not screaming enough
  the singer's not singing enough
  ramana's not breathing, to us
  behold the unsheathing, it's love
    the blade is not ready to cut
  it's dull from our thinking, it's rough
    Free love is a world i can't linger too long in
  "free love" was just another party
  for the hippies to ruin
  behold the unsheathing, it's love
  behold the unsheathing, it's love
    Free love is a knife through the jugular vein son
  Free love, i can't afford to add up what you fuckers are made of.