The Paper Chase
What Should We Do with Your Body? (The Lightning)
This is a test. For the next 60 seconds, this station will conduct a test of the emergency broadcast system. This is only a test.
Will you bleed and dress me where I'm found?
Black with blood and conduction, we sniff dry ground
I'm a lightning bolt, I'm a toy that chokes
Open hands will open throats
I'm a single flashing curse that finds you in the universe
Oh, the views you'll see over cross danglings
What should we do with your body?
Oh, the view you see will be astounding
All of the beautiful bodies
All of the beautiful bodies
All of the beautiful, beautiful, beautiful bodies
There will be family pets roaming our streets
They belly up to the scents of the hospitals
And of the rotting meat
I'm a lightning strike that will circle the sky
You will swallow your teeth
Your wool smells brown with burn
All shepherds eat their herd
Oh, the views you'll see over cross danglings
What should we do with your body?
The view you see will be astounding
All of the beautiful bodies
All of the beautiful bodies
All of the beautiful, beautiful, beautiful bodies
Yes, yes, she did!
Get out! Gargoyles, psychics!
Whatever it is is tainted, whatever it is you giving me, I give it up to God, I'm a God warrior! And I don't want someone with tainted anything and beliefs doing anything with my family!
Get Out! Gargoyles, psychics!
I can show you the way
The lightning rods are the fingers of God
And I'll have you pictured in my head
All of you butchered in your beds
I can have this arranged
The willing whore is the hand of the Lord
And I'll have you pictured in my head
All of you butchered in your beds
Who made you?
God made me.
'Cause God is everywhere
God is everywhere
God is everywhere
God is everywhere
Where is God?
God is everywhere.
Over funeral screams and the wedding dreams (God is everywhere)
What should we do with the bodies? (God is everywhere)
The sweet release, the sound of sighing
All of the beautiful bodies
To the birthing scene, suicide bombings (God is everywhere)
What should we do with the bodies? (God is everywhere)
The sweet release, the slow resigning
All of your beautiful bodies
All of your beautiful bodies
It doesn't matter what your dreams and hopes and ambitions are. It doesn't matter if you have a new boyfriend or a new girlfriend, or you've got plans for the future — you can forget those plans, because you're going to wind up dead.
