All my life I've been the slave of consequence Wondering how this life could be so intricate I wanna rewrite my heart and let the future in I wanna open
like home Ha-ha! Ha-ha! Ha-ha! Ha-ha! Ha-ha! Ha-ha! Inside the moon... lives the high priest of the mushroom cult upon the altar... are the ashes
Her Face was like a cult to me Her limbs were fierce in symmetry It throws me into song The throng have done us wrong And away she goes, her toes
Oh yeah Oh yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Well, well, well, well Stick it in your ear 'cause it ain't exactly clear What you people hear, I tell you that's right
I look inside your black heaven I see your naked altar there, yeah, yeah, yeah They rip you down and criticize you Too strong to bend, too strong to care
The ashes and ghosts are all around me, yeah On the night of the assassins They came and I was ready Do you believe? Oh, yeah Do you believe? Oh I look
Four crows nailed to a wooden post Bleed upon a barren field An old way that I don't understand It kinda touched me for a day Four crows nailed to a
Yeah Ooh baby, baby, baby, baby, baby Hey there people, have you heard the news? Ooh oh yeah The world's on fire, I'm telling you Yeah I'm telling you
Bad fun sister, time to go Life's too short, on with the show I said, "Get your kicks on the razor's edge" Atomic bomb overhead Set controls for the
To be free Like the birds and the bees, yeah To be free, sister free, sister free Like the wind in the trees You gotta fly if you wanna survive Don't
I'm myself from the future Spinnin', fallin' hard onto the floor Flag my head on a whim Blood on the universal Blood on the universal stone I was too
A fugitive has been away so long A thousand years and now he thinks of home The long men are waiting in their wings To put him in chains upon his return
Don't you hit that defenseless child What gives you that empty right? Carry that for rest of your life Carry that for the rest of time Did they hold
I wipe the blood from my lip With a ragged scarf now I get the feeling You don't care anymore All shaken up and shattered I pick myself from the floor
Woke up this morning, my head felt like a war zone A mess of excess last night If I get to the weekend I'm sure I'll find paradise, oh, yeah Jesus' symbol
It's funny how people stare When your back's against the wall It's funny how people stare When your back's against the wall I reach out my hand, I reach
She was a girl from Birmingham She just had an abortion She was a case of insanity Her name was Pauline she lived in a tree She was a no one who killed
Yeah, yeah, yeah The strangeness that I feel Rattles my bones It rattles my bones Ain't no bonebag I'm tired and sagging Only 21 but feel like 99
