Festival of Dionysus (Greece) - Christopher Tin

Yesterday I heard you say Your lust for life has gone away It got me thinking, I think I feel a similar way And that's sad (that's sad) That's sad So let's make a decision, start a new religion Yeah, we're gonna build a temple to our love Orgiastic dances, nymphs in trances Yeah, we'll be the envy of the gods above I'm feeling devious You're looking glamorous Let's get mischievous And polyamorous Wine and women and wonderful vices Welcome to the cult of Dionysus We could take a Holiday in the month of May Run free and play in fields of flowers Pass the hours, making love is how we'll pray Or start a secret society for the wild and free Our ideology is "You can do what you want Too much is never enough" We are the Life, we are the light We are the envy of the gods above I'm feeling devious You're looking glamorous Let's get mischievous And polyamorous Wine and women and wonderful vices Welcome to the cult of Dionysus Run, run, run away Just take my hand and we'll abandon this world We'll wash those tears away You're young and beautiful, and I'll love you always We got no time for pain When it's just you and me in ecstasy What is with the world today The wicked games that people play The wars, the greed they waste away Yeah, it's sad (it's sad) It's sad So let's spread the word across the land Yeah, one by one, baby hand in hand We got a mission of hope We got a message of love Soon everybody, everywhere will be the envy of the gods above I'm feeling devious You're looking glamorous Let's get mischievous And polyamorous Wine and women and wonderful vices Welcome to the cult of Dionysus I'm feeling devious You're looking glamorous Let's get mischievous (run, run, run away) And polyamorous Wine and women and wonderful vices Welcome to the cult of Dionysus