I.
Angel is a lunatic
She lives on Shadow Hill
She twists and turns and twists and turns
But sunlight makes her still
And
Yet
Let the nighttime come and she'll twist up the grain
The newspaper told me my new love is insane
You want to make an enemy of my love in the sheets
But I like the way her body moves, the tender way she greets
Somewhere in America a cathartic siren roars
We are not your virgins and we are not your whores
I like the way she greets me, the way her body moves
You may not believe her, but she's nothing left to prove
II.
Turn off the set goddamn you
I can't take it anymore
I don't know how you can
3D 2D 4D not free
Choose your own reality
Find an enemy
Goddamn it
Where are we going?
What are we doing?
Let's forget this
Let's forget all about it
Let's run
Somewhere
Somewhere
III.
Seeing is believing
Beliefs can be deceiving
I am disconnected
My visions are rejected
Maybe we should start to pray and hope that all the disarray is Hell that just will go away and all we have to do is pray blessed is the Lord of Hope rightful ruler of the universe who brings sanity to the Earth
Amen
Amen
Amen
Maybe we are the prey and this world is in disarray and this Hell is here to stay and the fire won't go away and cursed is the Lord of Doom that son of a bitch who brings forth madness and pain
Amen
Amen
Amen
Let's go home, Angel