Queens Of The Stone Age

Far beyond the desert road
Where everything hangs off
So good the empty space
And to erase, forgive, forgot.
Healing, like fire from a gun
Kneeling, my god is the sun
Heal them, with fire from above
Kneeling, my god is the sun
I don’t know what time it was
I don't wear a watch
So good to be an ant who crawls
Atop a spinning rock
Healing, like fire from a gun
Kneeling, my god is the sun
Heal them, with fire from above
Kneeling, my god is the sun
Healing, like fire from above
Kneeling, my god is the sun
Healing, kneeling, Godless heathens.
Godless heathens always waltz on the sky.