Thorn of the rose will break the skin
Let the juice run out of every wound
Before the stink sets it
Too many laser guided fools
Flying at our pod a mile high
I cannot save you
I cannot save myself
Vertical roads we have to walk
Shoes of mercury and lead positioned
At the silver clock
I'm confined to this sacred alter
Where you confess your deeds
Your thoughts against God
Acts against man
Dirty words on bended knees you
Ask for and you shall receive
Run and tell the face in the mirror
hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Go and run and tell it
Everybody that you wronged
run along run along run along
New rules of life getting clearer
hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Go and tell em each and every
Little human cog
How many virgin stars
in the summer sky
How many baby moons
on a summer night
They put it in a magazine
Gravity and the light machine
But I think you've got it babe
I think you've got it made
I think you've got it babe
I think you've got it made
I think you've got it babe
I think you've got it made
I think you've got it babe
I think you've got it made
I think you've got it babe
I think you've got it made
Run and tell the face in the mirror
hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Go and run and tell it
Everybody that you wronged
run along run along run along
Our time of death getting nearer
hey hey hey hey hey hey hey
Go and tell em where their new soul
Can be found