She's got eyes like Zapruder
And a mouth like !@(%
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

[chorus repeat]

[Coma white:]

"All that glitters is cold, all that glitters is cold."