Did you think that the son was coming?  Did you think there was someone on your side?  What did you seal in your envelope?  What's worth conspiring to hide?    Roll in the ivy of greed, have you lost your mind?  Where is the saviour, the calamine for which we thrive?    Scratch too much and it will spread  This rash is not the end (not the end)  We need love, we need calamine    If start, it will spread like fire  Imagine the domino effect  I hear it loud and clear, the doves are screaming in my ear  Screaming loves not dead    Scratch too much and it will spread  This rash is not the end (not the end)  We need love, we need calamine    How do we go on, when we are not that strong  We need to mend, we need to mend, we need to mend  Send our regards, up to the stars    Scratch too much and it will spread  This rash is not the end (not the end)  We need love, we need calamine