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There are no ghosts
Watchin' through your walls
So put the cross down

And there are no angels
Readin' your thoughts
Keep your feet on this ground

You gettin' 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, just let it come
What'cha gonna do about today man
It's right here, starin' you in the face

What a difference that would make
If we were finally, awake

You gettin' scared yet
The man in the blue suit's got guns
And are we there yet
The congregation's been killed off
Are we gettin' scared yet
We drop our bombs to lift them up
To lift them up

You've gotta be out of your head
Is it worth all the dead
Do you like it

Instrumental Break

Does the wife
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 watchin' sunbeams
And you can't see this
Creepin' pack of dogs

Blind your eyes watchin' sunbeams
You can't see this
Creepin' pack of dogs

Blind your eyes watchin' sunbeams
The purebread beasts
Wait, lickin' their chops