Went downtown just to be a martyr
but a telephone pole beat me to it
it was covered in barbed wire
Saw a little boy's white teeth
like wild horses encaged by an iron string

Oh god...does not feel good unless he bleeds

And daily crucifixions are hung up on street signs
they use all sorts of names
hope they never use mine
these consonants and vowels
that cannot scream nor howl
only just hang around

Oh god...how'd things get so turned around

and in the office building
9 to 5 goes on trial
the man is startin to crack
but the ceiling stones smile
and the boss comes in
to see what fragile things
his dull and pointless tongue can tear

Oh god...he combed over a bald spot with a bit of hair

Cause everybody needs
somebody else to blame
they can't curse themselves
they take their doctor's name in vain
they'd rather jump through hoops
and therapeutic groups
than in their own minds delve

oh god...why don't we believe in ourselves

Sometimes
I think
Life is just a movie
and these
strangers
are folks we really know
sit back
relax
enjoy some popcorn
Life's a great big mystery show

Saw tiny faces that are tattered and torn
but there's paint upon the mansion that is hardly worn
I'd like to go inside
but why I don't know
as though I could peel the paint
and feed it to the poor

oh god...can't live like this anymore

my landlord..no...
my neighbor is as tolerant as a feeding shark
but they tell me that her bite is much better than her bark
she goes ramblin on
from dusk until dawn
sayin I should try bein' like her sometime

oh god...think somethin's died inside her mind

cause
sometimes...

Life's a great big mystery show

I saw you standing there
You had gold dust in your pocket
And you combed barbed wire through your hair
You thought I didn't notice
The skin on your teeth had a tear
To make me notice you started to shout
Then you and all your minions
Started flapping your tiny arms all about
They said you were a wise man
When did they teach wise men to pout?

I tried to forget you
But you tied bells to your name
They jingled every time I thought of you
Without shame
I tried to be unlovable
Why couldn't you do the same?

What's the matter?
Does your love need a home?
Alright then
Love me, just leave me alone

Your mother was a wolf bite
Your daddy was a cigarette
Your brother was a rosebud
Crossbred with a car wreck
Your sister was a stockbroker
But you ain't nothing but a turtleneck

What's the matter?
Does your love need a home?
Alright then
Love me, just leave me alone

It's not your little boy smile
It's not your little boy name
It's those big boy hands that are the ones to blame
I tried to be unlovable
Why couldn't you do the same?

What's the matter?
Does your love need a home?
Alright then
Love me, just leave me alone

There's a little bird
Somebody sent down to Earth
To live along the wind
Blowing on the wind
And she sleeps on the wind
This little bird, somebody sent

Light and fragile
And feathered sky blue
Thin and graceful
The sun shining through
She flies so high up in the sky
Way out of reach of human eyes

Light and fragile
And feathered sky blue
Thin and graceful
The sun shining through
She flies so high up in the sky
Way out of reach of human eyes

Light and fragile
And feathered sky blue
Thin and graceful
The sun shining through
And the only time that she touches ground
Is when that little bird, little bird
Is when that little bird, little bird
Is when that little bird, little bird
Is when that little bird dies

Hey little sister I heard you went to Mr. So and So,
knocking on his door again last night,
said you needed it bad -
you know that ain't right
Cause you've come to me crying
trying to stop, you said it hurts so bad
But please don't let you
go back for more
My little sister is a Zombie in a body
with no soul a role she has learned to play
in a world today where nothing else matters
but it matters, we gotta start feeding our souls
Not our addictions or afflictions of pain
to avoid the same questions we must
ask ourselves to get any answers
We gotta start feeding our souls
have been lost to the millions with lots
who feed on addiction selling pills and what's hot
I wish I could save her from all their delusions
all the confusion
of a nation that starves for salvation
but clothing is the closest approximation
to God and He only knows that drugs
are all we know of love
Every day we starve while we eat white bread
and beer instead of a handshake or hug
We spill the pills and sweep them
under the rug
My little sister is a Zombie in a body
with no soul a role she has learned to play
in a world today where nothing else matters
but it matters, we gotta start feeding our souls
Hey little sister I heard you went to Mr. So and So's
Knockin' on his door again last night
Said you needed more

Lay me down with the children
Lay me down for I'm tired and I'm weary
And it's been so long since last I slept - weak
The Japanese carpet and my feather bed's too big
The shower's too wide and the hands of your memory leave me cold

Now you say you're leaving me
That's fine if you do
It's not the leaving that hurts
It's remembering all the kisses, the sweet smiles, the sunsets
All the times we made love
If only you were dead then I'd know you were gone
You were the good one who said time meant nothing
Now you're gone - time's all I have left

???????????
His cold hands on my thigh
And I wake up the next morning and I'm hurting and I know that you're gone
'Cause that said he would teach you how to cry ????

Lay me down with the children
Lay me down for I'm tired and weary
But it's been so long since I slept - weak
And it has been so long