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"