Bite your tongue child of God
Write this on your polished palm
While we are still so idealistic and young
'Cause if we both believe this room is lit by the sun
Then what’s the measure of this lamp and the space that it floods

Somehow we abandoned our blood for whitewashed walls
And reason to judge
We stayed in our houses and learned how to spell
As we kindly accepted the keys to hell

Fill my cup
Let it overflow till we forget where we came from
We believe we’re made to be equal men
The city streets lined with our vagabond friends
The rain, it washes their unkept heads
And they know grace when the day ends

Then sings my soul
Then sings my soul
Then sings my soul
Till I built myself a great big hole

Somehow we abandoned our blood for whitewashed walls
And reason to judge
We stayed in our houses and learned how to spell
As we kindly accepted the keys to hell


Somehow we abandoned our blood for whitewashed walls
And reason to judge
We stayed in our houses and learned how to spell
As we kindly accepted the keys to hell

And I said, "No,
You'd better leave it alone"


Lyrics submitted by Punkgitardude, edited by StephenShutters

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