Sat in the corner of the garden grill. With the plastic flowers on the windowsill. No more miracles, loaves and fishes. Been so busy with the washing of the dishes.
Our father who art in hell. Hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom is come. Thy will is done. On earth as it is in hell. . We take this night our rightful due.
(music: shermann/lyrics: diamond). . Up in the hills where the sun goes down. There's an old black church and a broken town. The sun goes down. The trees are dead and the river is dry.
I'm an undertaker. I'm a ghost in the night. I'm a coffin shaker. This graveyard site is mine. . Take a look at the sky. See that evil eye. Tonight the moon is cold as ice.
Oh yeah, oh yeah. Now hear my song. . Sirens calling. People leaving the streets. The cops are coming. I dont know what I did. . Why dont you get away.
I'm surrounded by darkness, I'm dying in my bed. I don't know if I'm going to survive. I open up my eyes but it's so hard to see. My last rites. . I don't believe in Heaven.
On a magical misty morning. I was standing in the autumn rain. Suddenly the birds fell silent. Would I ever hear them sing again?. Hear them sing again.
Stairs to nowhere climb. I take them, all the time. Crawling on my knees. Walking that old fine line. . And when I'm alone and scared. I think of little rhymes.
What explodes like a fractal, pops like a light bulb. Looks really awful at four in the morning. Moves with a dead stare, coils around your ankles. Fangs long as neckties and strikes without warning?.
By the wayside, you will be thrown and pushed away. On the downside, you will crawl back into the cave. On the deadline you will dissolve into the shade.
(Verse 1). . Im sick and tired of life passing me by. Im chained down by those too scared to live. They clip my wings and tell me how high to fly. I need to soar and feel the wind on my skin.
A wretched party stood and prayed. Under the lashing rain and thunder. The ropes fell through the handles, the coffin sloping under. The earth slipped through black fingers.
So I get a call the other day. Just about to take off on a flight to L.A.. Something in my spirit didnt want to hear it. Cant be that urgent, its gotta wait.
And thus you speak to me. With your divided tongue all tangled up. In lies. In lies. You try to explain to me. That your silent cry and that weakest whisper.
{Verse 1}. Yeah, Yeah. Last time I tuned into Rome made the Masters Vibe with the Jackson 5. The quad the broader shade of gray to the rhymes yeah the black and white.
Is it new, is it old?. Is it something Sahara can hold?. Is it you, is it me?. Is it something Sahara can see?. Jump in the middle of something you want it to be.
Is it new, is it old?. Is it something Sahara can hold?. Is it you, is it me?. Is it something Sahara can see?. Jump in the middle of something you want it to be.
Unheard of love was dreaming inside her hair. The facts of life and me were screaming. I wasn't there. . So we took upon myself to swallow. What I should see.
On this count. (Okay). One, two, three, four. . Summer leaves when autumn falls. Winter waiting by the wall. Going. (Oh, ah, oh, ha, ah). How will we ever know?.
They got the red book, they got the new look. All the little people that are living in China. They got the answers to all the questions. All the little people that are living in China.