David Byrne

Im taking back the knowledge
Im taking back the gentleness
Im taking back the ritual
Im giving in to sweetness
Come preacherman, shoot me with your poisoned arrow
But I dance on vaseline
And Im tripping out working on a revolution
You dont let the music in
Im taking back the children
Im taking back the ceremony
Im taking back my offerings
And Im taking back what you mean to me
Youre dangerous, shoot me with your poisoned arrow
But I dance on vaseline
And Im slipping out Im working on a revolution
Dont let the music in
And war is all around us
Your gods are dead and buried underground
I was a silly putty
Your big ideas are useless to me now
My baby saw the future
She doesnt wanna live it anymore
Its lousy science-fiction
Its on your skin and seeps into your bones