Behold
Jon Cohen: Vocals, Acoustic Guitars, Keys, Synths & Pianos.
Ken Martin: Bass
Seb Coté: Drums, Percussion
Angela Desveaux: Vocals

Little ideas girl,
she's sitting on her birthday floor
she's screaming in this day and age
who is this light shinning for

she don't feel too blessed
stuck in this mess
to figure it out for some more
don't she knows
how it goes...

while the suits shake hands
wave hello and goodbye
they're stabbing us with knives
enriching their wives

I yell, please please worry worry
just a just a little bit more
don't you know
it's like gold

You gotta Behold oohhhh
Now that you're gettin' old
You gotta behold
You gotta Behold oohhhh
Now that you're gettin' old
You gotta behold

Big ideas man
he is collecting supplies
waiting for catastrophe
to whistle down from the big blue skies

He yells bombs duck and cover
get under my bunk
but the world's too busy
getting drunk

Now this ideas girl
became a lady of years
leaves a trail of cancer on the ground
she's got holes in her heels

she wants love she wants patience
but does as she's told
while she puts you and me on hold..

You gotta Behold oohhhh
Now that you're gettin' old
You gotta behold
You gotta Behold oohhhh
No use just being told
You gotta behold