Give me absolute control
over every living soul
And lie beside me, baby,
that's an order!
over every living soul
And lie beside me, baby,
that's an order!
Give me crack and anal sex
Take the only tree that's left
and stuff it up the hole
in your culture
Give me back the Berlin wall
give me Stalin and St Paul
I've seen the future, brother:
it is murder.
Things are going to slide in all directions
Nothing will be measured anymore
The blizzard of the world
has crossed the threshold
and overturned
the order of the soul
I've seen the future, brother:
it is murder.
Things are going to slide in all directions
Nothing will be measured anymore
The blizzard of the world
has crossed the threshold
and overturned
the order of the soul
When they said Repent
I wonder what they meant
You don't know me from the wind
you never will, you never did
I'm the little jew
who wrote the Bible
I wonder what they meant
You don't know me from the wind
you never will, you never did
I'm the little jew
who wrote the Bible
I've seen the nations rise and fall
I've heard their stories, heard them all
but love's the only engine of survival
Now your servant has been told
to say it clear, to say it cold:
It's over, it ain't going
any further
And now the wheels of heaven stop
you feel the devil's riding crop
Get ready for the future:
it is murder
Things are going to slide in all directions
Nothing will be measured anymore
The blizzard of the world
has crossed the threshold
and overturned
the order of the soul
Nothing will be measured anymore
The blizzard of the world
has crossed the threshold
and overturned
the order of the soul
When they said Repent
I wonder what they meant
I wonder what they meant
There'll be the breaking of the ancient western code
I mean your private life will suddenly explode
There'll be phantoms
There'll be fires on the road
and the white man dancing
There'll be fires on the road
and the white man dancing
You'll see your woman hanging upside down
her features covered by her fallen gown
and all the lousy little poets coming round
tryin' to sound like Charlie Manson
Give me back the Berlin wall
Give me Stalin and St Paul
Give me Christ or give me Hiroshima
Destroy another fetus now
We don't like children anyhow
I've seen the future, baby:
it is murder