Easter morning lyrics

Artist  : Wild strawberries 
Song : Easter morning
 
Gretta's in the corner but she's miles away Mary's
coaxing Adam to stare time in the face And me and
Joey Carpenter are listening to the naked miner
Talking about the way things were before the
world was green I can run where I want On Easter
morning Run where I dream It's like a grey suited
businessman who's looking for the answer His wife
is complicated and his girlfriend has cancer
Maybe I'm a dotted line between the clouds and
Union Station Maybe I'm an open window swinging
in the breeze Tell me if you've ever seen the
convalescent fisherman Before I kiss you in the
corner of my lifelong quarantine If my name was
Richard Nixon would you treat me with conviction
If my name was Colin Thatcher would my protest
really matter But my name is contradiction and
I'm standing in your liquor store I'm stealing
from your baby boy and lying in your lanes You
know I don't care much for your chemical names
Pesticide and pimozide they're all the same And
I've half a mind to sit you down and tell you
about the holy war I've half a mind to sit you
down and blow you up with metaphor