Michael Gira - Jim lyrics

It's time to sleep It's time to leave To loose the binds To lose a mind Time to exhale To drink the green sea To drift upon the scarlet breeze It's time, it's time, it's time to begin It's time, it's time, it's time to just leave Let's raise up our hands in prayer Walk barefoot upon this carpet of air Let's string up the man At the top of the stairs Let's piss on the city That's burning down there Jim, Jim, Jim, oh Jim Jim, Jim, it's time to begin Ride your mechanical beast to heaven Ride your beautiful b**h to the ultimate sin Don't cry, sweet plum, no regrets We will strangle you up in the loft These methedrine teeth are piled up in the sink And your mother is screaming to finish him off Now heaven will come, we will rise again Heaven will come, we will win It is 200 miles to the place where we begin Yes heaven will come, we will win...