She's got eyes like zapruder

And a mouth like heroin

She wants me to be

Perfect like kennedy

This isn't god, this isn't god

God is just a statistic,

God is just a statistic

Say,

"show me the dead stars,

All of them sing."

This is a riot

Religious and clean



God is a number you cannot count to

You are posthuman and hardwired



She's pilgrim and pagan

Softworn and so-cial

In all of her dreams

She's a saint like jackie-o



This isn't god, this isn't god

God is just a statistic,

God is just a statistic

Say,

"show me the dead stars,

All of them sing."

This is a riot

Religious and clean



Coma white:

"all that glitters is cold, all that glitters is cold"


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