Army Of Lovers

Hevenu shalom alechem, hevenu shalom alechem
Hevenu shalom alechem, hevenu shalom shalom shalom alechem
Hevenu shalom alechem, hevenu shalom alechem
Hevenu shalom alechem, hevenu shalom shalom shalom alechem
Diamond market in the ghetto, star of David on my chest
Sex is kosher on the Sabbath, Jewish princess in my nest
Like Aunt Golda high on Zion, milk and honey are my drugs
Relic box of Einstein's hairdo, spring prediction cloud of bugs
The heavens cry loud in the open
I hear an angel sing
Shalom b'Israel, shalom b'Israel
Shalom la'olam, shalom b'Israel
Hevenu shalom alechem, hevenu shalom alechem
Hevenu shalom alechem, hevenu shalom shalom shalom alechem
Hevenu shalom alechem, hevenu shalom alechem
Hevenu shalom alechem, hevenu shalom shalom shalom alechem
Glory in the circumcision, oops, there goes a Freudian slip
Army of Lovers on a mission, forty years of desert trips
Drinking from a stinking fountain, Kabbala and Jezebel