k** the vultures - God's Jewelry lyrics

[Verse 1] Pull the stones out your pockets Slide your money ‘cross the table What you doing dancing with cement shoes You're bound to lose Found a fuse so i lit it Then i hid it Then i wondered why i did it What have i committed Feeling parasitic Bear witness to a perfect crime Criminal the prime time I'm blind, blind side My, my the time flies Wise eyes would never look twice into the paradise You did it once it spared your life Don't try again, it's theirs tonight Damn i'm getting old There's creaking in my bones I feel the frozen air leaking in my home Feed the coals Felt the soles of my feet Walk on graveyards and souls in the street It's just gon' repeat It's just gon' repeat Rob me of what's mine, sell it on a bus line Sew my thick lips closed and tell me it's just fine Thumbs up, dumbstruck, hit me with the raw deal uncut All night and can't tell the sun's up Two ton truck walks into a bar, orders a gallon of gas A rag, a match, a spark [Chorus] It's too dark these days, wouldn't you agree? Soon you'll see us light the sky up, like god's j**elry [Verse 2] Bang, bang, bang That's the sound of the chain gang Sound of the same pains suffered just to maintain Preach the sermon Teach peace and speak with purpose But behind the curtains you speak cheap And sleep with servants Secret service, it's better that you didn't know The kisses blown fell short and wound up on the kitchen floor Vision slow, mugging hazy individuals All eyes on me, they should be out there skipping stones Listen close, I promised you a pulse D to the O to the A is the result You wanna shock me then turn up the volts Don't try to give me the ghost, it's clear you need it the most Let's see what fate has to offer, roll the dice Don't give a drowning man a gla** of water Pa** the coffers Now fill ‘em with the ashes of propaganda's authors The newsprint imposters, witch doctors The empty rhetoric bottom-feeder sediment believers Playing broken trumpets just to be heard Bang, bang, bang, that's the same thing playing Let the broken record skip just to maintain-tain [Chorus] It's too dark these days, wouldn't you agree? Soon you'll see us light the sky up, like god's j**elry