Sons & Daughters Lyrics - El Astronauta - Quaker City Nighthawks

Well hey now, sons and daughters 

You've got to hear me, hear me 

We've gotta go down in the water 

Do not fear me, don't fear me 

We've gotta go down a little further 

Until our ears bleed, our ears bleed 

Well hey now, sons and daughters 

You've got to hear me, hear me 

Because the stones don't make an altar 

You've got to help me, help me 

If you can hear me sons and daughters 

Sing out heal me, heal me 

Well hey now, sons and daughters 

You've got to hear me, hear me 

Because the stones don't make an altar 

You've got to help me, help me 

If you can hear me sons and daughters 

Sing out heal me, heal me 

If you can hear me sons and daughters 

Sing out heal me, heal me