Blasphemy

The Egyptians built their pyramids
The Romans did what they did
Now everythingÕs come down to this
ItÕs just you and I, our kid!!!

We could send a million to the moon
But why canÕt I get on with you?
Cellophane around my mouth
Stops the anger sipping out
Our deaf and dumb dinners
Gravy in the mud
No singles, just fillers
Sometimes I wish I could
But I canÕt behave

I know itÕs not the heathen in me
ItÕs just that IÕve been bleeding lately,
Internally
DonÕt turn to me,
Bite your tongue, the torrid weapon
You could learn a useful lesson
WhatÕs so great about the Great Depression
Is it a blast for you?
Blasphemy

Words cut like a knife through Vaseline
You canÕt really mean what you mean
When you say what you say
So tourettes make them come out that way,
Wish I was here well I wish you werenÕt
Your gift of angerÕs better burnt
If nothingÕs said then nothingÕs learnt
I though I wasnÕt but IÕm really hurting
Our deaf and dumb dinners,
ThereÕs gravy in the mud
And I canÕt behave
No, itÕs not the heathen in me
ItÕs just that IÕve been bleeding lately,
Internally
DonÕt turn to me
Bite my tongue, the torrid weapon
We could learn a useful lesson
WhatÕs so great about the Great Depression
Was it a blast for you,
Blasphemy
A great adventure Christmas in the snow
Senile Dementia maybe, what a way to go
I can't behave
I know itÕs not the heathen in me
ItÕs just that IÕve been bleeding lately,
Internally
So turn to me
Bite your tongue, your torrid weapon
We could learn a useful lesson
In a greatness great depression
ItÕs not a blast for me,
ItÕs blasphemy