The Church - Chromium lyrics

Silver needles golden eagles
Frightened faces basket cases
Jags and riches queens and witches
Electric mantras and tight-fitting dreams

Never been so high never been so low
Never been so high gilded flowers
Long-lost hours morning programs

With fake suntans
Neo maniac in the cul-de-sac
Otherwise it's this ennui

Chromium platin'
All this waiting brings me down suffocatin'
All those colors bring me around

Broken records faded labels
Songs to sing to when you were young
A tattooed pierced arm fresh and perfumed
Switch your prison fly away

And jewels on your fingers
Tears in your dresses fabulous mansions
And damp little rooms this one intrigued me
This one will grow purity sleeping
Reality looms