forget your mother and your father they aren't important son we came to the earth to graze everyone's diggin'in now there's no time to live live people
: let's go hang out in a mall, or a morgue, a smorgasboard let's go hang out in a church we'll go find lurch then we'll haul ass down through the abbey
: the baby's not screaming enough the singer's not singing enough ramana's not breathing, to us behold the unsheathing, it's love the blade is not ready
: it was an evening i shared with the sun to find out where we belong from the earliest days we were dancing in the shadows more wine cuz i got to have
: my brother kicked his feet to sleep my brother kicked his feet to sleep my brother kicked his feet to sleep and i sang the dirge song my brother never
: i'll kill you in my dreams i turn the other cheek during the day i'll kill you all the subculture of my dreams is waiting for me to fall asleep i
: if the mother goes to sleep with you will you run and tell geraldo if the mother bears your children without tears without the usual costs of labor
: anyone, caught in you mystery keep it angry keep it whispy i've fallen down drunk on your juices turn my head turn my head it's aimed at you funky
: everybody has a ghost everybody has a ghost who sings like you do yours is not like mine but it's alright, keep it up boy loses rib in new orleans
: The way you're bathed in light reminds me of that night god laid me down into your rose garden of trust and I was swept away with nothin' left to say
: looks like america's dropped her load she was ready to explode i could not see her from up here cuz she was lyin' in the road my head's in the ground
: if i was half alive then you were dead subsistin' on that same old bread it's the memory that hides the whole wide world it's the gas hed's love of
: oh desert speak to my heart oh woman of the earth maker of children who weep for love maker of this birth 'til your deepest secrets are known to me
: let the world be the world let the dream unfurl let it run its own game let it dance with itself I didn't put it here gonna let it ride gotta master
draw us in to wipe our tears away the day that I was so sweetly sung by the wind and the thunder moved by "someone" the feelin' of being lived was so
: light up a cigarette she said and calm the fuck down you got a serious side to you that could give the whole world a frown now nothin' really matters
: yeah I found god and he was absolutely nothin' like me he showed me up like some dime-store hooker who was plain to see I couldn't take it anymore
: always fighting the storm afraid to suffer the wound all praise to that conscious one who always suffers the wound, child suffers the wound, child
