"Unsheathed" lyrics

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, yeah
Free love was just another party for the hippies to ruin, yeah

Behold the unsheathing, it's love
Behold the unsheathing, it's love

Free love is a knife through the jugular vein, son, yeah
Free love, I can't afford to add up what you fuckers are made of
Come on, come on, come on, come on

Free love is a world we can't linger too long in, yeah
Free love was just another party for the hippies to ruin, yeah