I'm taking back the knowledge
I'm taking back the gentleness
I'm taking back the ritual

I'm giving in to sweetness

Come preacherman, shoot me with your poisoned arrow

But I dance on Vaseline
And I'm tripping out working on a revolution
You don't let the music in


I'm taking back the children
I'm taking back the ceremony

I'm taking back my offerings
And I'm taking back what you mean to me


You're dangerous, shoot me with your poisoned arrow
But I dance on Vaseline
And I'm slipping out I'm working on a revolution

Don't 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 doesn't wanna live it anymore

Its lousy science-fiction
It's on your skin and seeps into your bones


Come preacherman, shoot me with your poisoned arrow
I dance on Vaseline
And I'm tripping out working on a revolution

Don't let day begin

And you're dangerous, shoot me with your poisoned arrow

But I dance on Vaseline
And I'm slipping out working on a revolution
Don't let the music in


It started in Oklahoma
You always think it happens somewhere else

This madness is attractive
Until the day it happens to yourself


And power might seem sexy
But check her in the cool grey light of dawn
A legislative body

And all at once your lust for her is gone

And I'm tripping out working on a revolution

Don't let the day begin
We'll turn you down time to time for evolution
Don't let the music in


And I'm tripping out working on a revolution
Don't let the day begin

We'll turn you down, make a time for evolution
Don't let the day begin