Oh, good morning, love
You know the army's here
And they're mowing us down
For our entertainment
A little cash in hand (for our entertainment)
A little hush, hush, hush (for our entertainment)
A little homicide for our entertainment
A little Berlin band
A little whisky crush (for our entertainment)
A little fucking in pairs for our entertainment
Oh, I do not need the air that I breathe
The grass in my eyes, the moon at my feet
If I could contain the function to breathe
Then I would be fine
With just a little entertainment
Oh, blinding light
Oh, the seraphim's here
And they're singing of love
In their bright arrayment
A little red and blue light (for our entertainment)
A little smash, smash, smash (for our entertainment)
And then they're picking their wings
Right up off the pavement
I do not need the air that I breathe
The blood or the wine, the bread that I eat
If I could contain the function to breathe
You know that I would be fine
With just a little entertainment
Our God looked down on Earth from in Heaven
At the garden's green and the strip mine scars
They thought I gave them this dirt, I gave them these heavens
And these funny little people, they just fuck around in cars
For my entertainment
Oh
Oh, yeah
Yeah, man
Oh, yeah
Oh, yeah
