Do you ever wonder just what God requires?;
You think He's just an errand boy to satisfy your wandering desires.
She was born in spring, but I was born too late
Just do your thing, you'll be king;
If dogs run free.
Put your hand on my head, baby, do I have a temperature?
I got a poison headache,;
But I feel all right
I could say that I'd be faithful, I could say it in one sweet, easy breath;
But to you that would be cruelty and to me it surely would be death.
And every time you get this close;
It makes me want to scream
Idiot wind, blowing through the buttons of our coats,;
Blowing through the letters that we wrote.
I've gained some recognition but I lost my appetite.
Forget the dead you've left, they will not follow you.
You know, the streets are filled with vipers;
Who've lost all ray of hope,;
You know, it ain't even safe no more;
In the palace of the Pope.
I've already ripped out the phones, honey.;
You can't walk the streets in a war
This wheel shall explode!
What's lost is lost, we can't regain what went down in the flood
The door has closed forevermore
If indeed there ever was a door
But the enemy I see wears a cloak of decency,;
All non-believers and men stealers talkin' in the name of religion
You will search, babe, At any cost.;
But how long, babe, Can you search for what's not lost?
Whatever you wanted;
Slipped out of my mind
Oh, ev'ry thought that's strung a knot in my mind,;
I might go insane if it couldn't be sprung.
Yes, I know now, traps are only set by me;
And I do not really need to be;
Assured that love is just a four-letter word
It's mighty funny;
the end of time has just begun
Your cracked country lips,;
I still wish to kiss,;
As to be under the strength of your skin.
It's the last temptation;
The last account;
The last time you might hear the sermon on the mount,;
The last radio is playing.
While my conscience explodes;
The harmonicas play the skeleton keys and the rain
Ever since you walked right in, the circle's been complete
They say you're usin' voodoo, I seen your feet walk by themselves
Gon' walk on down until I'm right beside the sun;
I'm gonna have to put up a barrier to keep myself away from everyone.
goodbye's too good a word, gal;
so I'll just say fare thee well
