[Verse 1]
I began to warm and chill
To objects and their fields
A ragged cup, a twisted mop
The face of Jesus in my soup
Those sinister dinner deals
The meal trolley's wicked wheels
A hooked bone rising from my food
All things good or ungood
[Chorus]
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this weighting up of truth
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
And anyway, I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
[Verse 2]
Interpret signs and catalogue
A blackened tooth, a scarlet fog
The walls are bad
Black, bottom kind
They are the sick breath at my hind
I began to warm and chill
To objects and their fields
A ragged cup, a twisted mop
The face of Jesus in my soup
Those sinister dinner deals
The meal trolley's wicked wheels
A hooked bone rising from my food
All things good or ungood
[Chorus]
And the mercy seat is waiting
And I think my head is burning
And in a way I'm yearning
To be done with all this weighting up of truth
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
And anyway, I told the truth
And I'm not afraid to die
[Verse 2]
Interpret signs and catalogue
A blackened tooth, a scarlet fog
The walls are bad
Black, bottom kind
They are the sick breath at my hind
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