Good Religion
(Verse)
The Dionysian patter suddenly out of place
(Which I attribute more meaning to than I'm meaning to)
And in this wicked place your goodness crashes over me
Like waves into broken glass on the beach
When washed up wrapped in a cast off divinity is you
(Chorus)
(You've got a lot of life it's something to see it)
A bit of good religion I can believe in
(Just a little sacrament the back of my ears wet)
A bit of good religion, a bit of good religion
(Verse)
Oh, how untouchable the craters of the moon
I count the times I trip on them as something cruel
My palm quite picky to claim they're not so luminous
Because you've touched its skin and kicked up some dust
Well, the path in lights isn't hard to trust when I'm with you
(Chorus)
(You've got a lot of life it's something to see it)
A bit of good religion I can believe in
(Just a little sacrament the back of my ears wet)
A bit of good religion, a bit of good religion
(Interlude)
But in a certain light the gilded flaking
Your face consumed by fire for a flickering second
But how my mind's gets tired so I might be mistaken
(Chorus)
(You've got a lot of life it's something to see it)
A bit of good religion I can believe in
(Just a little sacrament the back of my ears wet)
A bit of good religion, a bit of good religion