[Verse 1] Like the toupee on a fading fame The final whistle in a losing game Thick lipstick on a five year old girl It makes you think that it's a plastic world A plastic world and we're all plastic too Just a couple of different faces in a dead man's queue The world is turning Disney and there's nothing you can do You're trying to walk like giants but you're wearing Pluto's shoes [Pre-Chorus] And the answers fall easier from the barrel of a gun Than it does from the lips of the beautiful and the dumb The world won't end in darkness, it'll end in family fun With Coca Cola clouds behind a Big Mac sun [Verse 2] A howling scream in a church asleep And rusty bicycle in an ocean deep
Like an ear-ring on the newly born Strong perfume on a winter's morn The world is perfumed and we're perfumed as well Petals from a flower that blossomed in hell And you can't breathe the air through the thickness of the smell And you can't see the hair through the grease of the gel [Pre-Chorus] [Outro] You say there's only one God, you could do with two or three Your Jesus Christ is hired out, like the slag of Galilee Well, if Peter is a prostitute, then what does that make me [Refrain] There's only one God, there should be two or three One God, there should be two or three One God, there should be two or three Two or three [Refrain] x2