The Legendary Pink Dots
Damien
Seven seas he sailed on
With cannons blazing in the night
He had shiny medals
For his eyes in Kryptonite (with lasers)
With every nail he hammered
Came the rush of flying hands
They pasted fliers
They planted flags
We watched him hover higher (higher)
Crucifix and lyrics
Holy holy sense surround
Lord, he never touched the ground
From state to state he wandered
He could havе been the boy next door
You could feel that patriotic roar
Come pouring through thе cracks of our existence
He took the fear away with whitewash
And scorched earth
Majorettes and cool disciples
Cigarettes and red hot bibles
And the buses ran on time
Slaves of Kali Hari-karied
On bayonets in poison ivy
We held this torch up high
Can you see? Can you see?
All the girls he never had
And all the boys who stood and laughed
And all the dopes and all the dealers, sheilas, peelers, squealers, feelers
Come watch me fall
Watch me drown
I'm kneeling in your mirror
See me cower in the corner of your room
Watch me desecrate the contents of your tomb