please don't clobber me
or force me up a tree
you're penitent I see
now get down on both knees.
i'll meet you halfway
we'll turn back to each other
put the strap to me
across your bended knees
I bet you can't conceive
of things you cannot see.
I'm the dark shade to your rear
I'm the macaw in your ear
I'm the parish priest and I'm creeping up behind you.
another grey man,
with power in his stride.
he dresses like a saint
and then goes marching by.
i'll meet you halfway
we'll turn back to each other.
I'm the dark shape to your rear
I'm the macaw in your ear
I'm the parish priest and I'm creeping up behind you.
I'm the conscience that you fear
I'm the words you cannot you hear.
I'm the parish priest and I'm creeping up behind you.
we eat our young.
we tried and failed.
dignity
colony
violates the vows you made
i can see
whats ahead for me
lost in light
an end to night
go your time has come
get going
dont look down or youll fall
its you im searching for
ive been watching, ive been tuned in
dont look down or youll fall
teeth are falling out
moving like glaciers, a great migration
dont look down or youll fall
go your time has come
get going
dont look down or youll fall
conjure up your gods
if you think they might help you, if you feel a bit gunshy
dont look down or youll fall
choking on your breath
whats final is final
dont look down or youll fall
skies are going dark
two lights, extinguised
dont look down or youll fall
go your time has come
get going
just dont look down or youll fall
i am the magic child
youll feel good when I smile
you try to pin on me
what i cant peg on you
i am a brick tied to your legs
you can feel me tugging you down down down
i am a building in flames
locked from the outside
it's a shame, it is it is it is
and all I hear are lies
who are you kidding?
youre kidding me.
theyre pounding on your car
youre feather (and youre tarred)
these parrots sure can talk
these parrots sure can talk
i feel like cutting in line
i feel like its time
to lock the doors and step outside
wash our hands and say goodbye
cuz all I hear are lies.
who are we kidding?
youre kidding me.
I met the second coming
he pulled a gun on me
and I sent his ass running
to the grave
I am a diviner
and that electric shaman
I put a hex on him
and pull the caustic diamond
from his forehead
I am a diviner
I plucked a lot of chickens
I'll pull the plug on you
and empty out what thickens
In my garden
I am a diviner
I hear the trumpets blaring
of mariachi bands
or is it just the end of
the Mormon world
I am a diviner
a pack of statisticians
chase me home from school
they pull me all to pieces
oh my god
I am a diviner
they chase me to the metro
and pull me down the stairs
they fill my head with number
and useless garbage
I am a diviner.
set the rubber boys aside
youre just swimming against the tide
one more breath and then youre down
god i hate it when you drown.
i thought i had you.
where'd you go?
I put the sponges to your head.
please lie calmly on the bed.
now zip 'em up and turn around
youre only happy when im down.
i thought I had you.
whered you go?
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