The sun came up above a strange, white plain Blood-red flowers all wet with rain And the spirit wasn't really willing anymore But the flesh was very, very strong And I've got very little money left, and I've got no sense But I'll have none of your goddamn impudence The sun came up above the new white fields Everything was new again Pure power stripped of meaning Sky burning, spring cleaning Daisies on the hillside like cancer on the skin
Gritty little yellow eyes that flutter in the wind I'd be grateful my children aren't here to see this If you'd ever seen fit to give me children And my defenses might be working with a skeleton crew But I'll be skinned alive before I take this from you The sun came up above the ocean out west All the colors of the rainbow Stand up straight you can see the house leaning Day breaking, spring cleaning