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 revolutio