Minus The Bear Lotus
There are no ghosts
watching through your walls,
so put the cross down.
And there are no angels
reading your thoughts,
keep your feet on this ground.
We getting scared yet?
The man in the blue suit’s got god.
Are we there yet?
The congregation’s been sold off,
they’ve been bought.
What to do about tomorrow?
Please let it come, let it come.
What you gonna do about today, man?
It’s right here staring you in the face.
What a difference that would make
if we were finally awake.
We getting scared yet?
The man in the blue suit’s got guns.
Are we there yet?
The congregation’s been killed off
Are we getting scared yet?
We drop our bombs to lift them up.
You’ve gotta be out of your head!
Is it worth all the dead?
Do you like it?
Does the wife
mind the touch
of your reddened hand,
or the money on your breath?
Does your balance turn her on
regardless of the sin?
Blind your eyes watching sunbeams
you can’t see this creeping pack of dogs.
Blind your eyes watching sunbeams
the pure bred beasts wait licking their chops.
