Your veins like gasoline pipes
Heart's V8 engine running high
When the big turtle machine
Crawls on its death bed
Promises are set aside
Needless to say, needles sway
Life in too tired arms
When the big dam is leaking
The big dam is leaking
Leaking into tired arms
So, bring your Bible, bring your diary
Leave your unborn at the door
Bring your Bible, bring your darlings now
Bring your records, bring your loss
Your mind's show's a no go
But your heart's engine's running high
When the big turtle machine
Crawls on its death bed
Punishment are set aside
Bring your Bible, bring your diary
Leave your unborn at the door
Bring your Bible, bring your darlings now
Bring your records, bring your loss
Tell me your pains, says the doc (whoa!)
Tell me your worries, says the shrink (whoa!)
Tell me your dreams, says the banker and the means and the dove Lord high above
Tell me your pains, says the doc (whoa!)
Tell me your worries, says the shrink (whoa!)
Tell me your dreams, says the banker and the means and the dove Lord high above
Bring your Bible, bring your diary
Leave your unborn at the door
Bring your Bible, bring your darlings now
Bring your records, bring your loss
Kill your Bible, kill your diary
Collect your unborn at the door
Kill your Bible, kill your darlings now
Kill your records, kill your loss