Punch Drunk Lamb's Blood.

Settle your stomach
In this wild hurricane my love
Comb back your hair
In that picture frame
My love
Have another drink
To the gods up there
Throwing us around
From their golden chair
Have another drink
My love, my love
Have another drink
My drunk turtle dove

Give it a minute
Till the storm settles, my little lamb
I'll shelter you
From the rain and lightning
And be your solitary man
Give it another go
And get shot down again
Give it another go
In your prison den
Gve it another go
My little lamb
Give it a go
And I'll be your man