(Mike)
Your mother made you cry when she told you about the womb
And how people die
Watching over you when you were young
Smiling when you learned to crawl
You dont know her at all
(All)
Its a dirty job, but theyre very suave
Jesus high on wine weeping turpentine
(Mike)
Daddys voice like an intercom connected to a hidden room
Where yellow roses bloom
A sacred mountain near Peterborough where clouds paint a picture so calm
That they swallowed Mom
(All)
Its a dirty job but theyre very suave
Jesus high on wine, weeping turpentine
(Mike)
What are they doing in there?
Have they got guns?
Make you run up and down the same hill
And theyll break your will
(Mike)
Was it Christmas or Groundhog Day when your friends turned to shadows
And they dragged you away
Tell nobody that youve been here, dont breathe a word thats been said
(whispered) (Now theres a scar)
upon your forehead
(All)
Its a dirty job but theyre very suave
Jesus high on wine, weeping turpentine
(Mike)
What are they doing in there?
Have they got guns?
Whether Mount Pinatubo
Or the threat of Gods love
Therell always be something thats raining
Down from above.
Down from above.
Down from above.
Down from above...
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