Beck - Profanity Prayers lyrics
[Beck - Profanity Prayers lyrics]
In a cast iron cage you couldn't
Help but stare like a creature
With the laws of a brothel and
The fireproof bones of a preacher
And your lingo coined from the
Sacrament of a casino
On a government loan with a
Guillotine in your libido
Who's going to answer profanity prayers
Who's going to answer
These profanity prayers
Well you know how it looks
When you pull all your books from the table
And you stare into space trying to
Discern what to say now
And you wait at the light
And watch for a sign that you're breathing
Because you can't just live on air
And float to the ceiling
Help but stare like a creature
With the laws of a brothel and
The fireproof bones of a preacher
And your lingo coined from the
Sacrament of a casino
On a government loan with a
Guillotine in your libido
Who's going to answer profanity prayers
Who's going to answer
These profanity prayers
Well you know how it looks
When you pull all your books from the table
And you stare into space trying to
Discern what to say now
And you wait at the light
And watch for a sign that you're breathing
Because you can't just live on air
And float to the ceiling