Lotus

There are no ghosts

watchin' through your walls

so put the cross down

And there are no angels

readin' your thoughts

keep your feet on this ground

You gettin' scared yet?

The man in the blue suit's got God

Are we there yet?

The congregation's been sold off

They've been bought

What to do about tomorrow?

Please let it come, just let it come

Whatcha gonna do about today man?

It's right here, starin' you in the face

What a difference that would make

if we were finally...awake

You gettin' scared yet?

The man in the blue suit's guns

And are we there yet?

The congregation's been killed off

Are we gettin' scared yet?

We drop our bombs to lift them up

To lift them up

You've gotta be out of your head

Is it worth all the dead

Do you like it?

(Interlude)

Does the wife mind the touch

of your reddened hand

or the money on your breath

Does your balance turn her on

regardless of the sin?

and you can't see this

creepin' pack of dogs

You can't see this

creepin' pack of dogs

the purebread beasts

wait, lickin' their chops