He pulls open his eyes as he rides into town
Oh the blood on his hands is washed down by the rain
Those bloodthirsty hangmen of Pilate are waiting no more
Now that their crimson stories are told
To the drain
To the drain

By this time he knows that it's too late
And the other cheek is far too tired
And he knows that the end of it all
Is the only diamond that keeps him... Inspired

Oh yah

That he keeps him inspired

Oh ho oh

He sleeps in a payphone and dreams of the sea
Yah when he wakes he's still aching and cold and alone

Yah he looks back to the childhood he had
Before all the children went mad
He loves that revolver like it was a
Precious stone
And by this time he knows that it's too late
And the other cheek is far too tired
And he knows that the end of it all
Is the only diamond that keeps him...
Inspired

A new lethal freedom keeps him warm
It is the light and the way
Cabaret actor now proselyte
Keen scrutinizer and new parasite

And he...

Looks for the Nazarene in every dirty magazine

Looks for the Nazarene in every dirty magazine

Yah
No
Oh yah
Uhh

Oh he sees again just what the world is made of
Oh keeps firing repeating, "God is love."
Sees again just what the world is made of
Oh keeps firing repeating
"God is love,"
"God is love"

Now he sees again just what the world is made of
Sees what the world is made of
Oh keeps firing repeating

"God is love,"
"God is love,"
"Oh God is love."

Repeating

"God is love,"

"God is love."