Give me a minute 'cause I'm wrapped in superstition. Pour me a chemical to take away the edge. Don't make up anything that's breaking all your fingers. Just slap around a bit of what it takes to pledge. Carry out another stone as a slave. Ask general-know-it-all "Who's juggling the earth?". Tease all the natives that will walk across your grave. And shove aside your nation all for what it's worth. (Chorus). Beat yourself blind (Repeat 6x). An open eyes and a closed mind. Look at the suit in suspended animation. A faded outline that used to be a man. A piece of paper that's fallen out a window. Has got a better chance to know where it will land. (Repeat Chorus). To bleed in vain to bleed in vain--under my eyes are painted skies. Down at the boneyard they're diggin' up the relics. Handfuls of parasites thrown into machines. I got the phone call they're tearin' down the mission. The zombies had a ball but don't know what it means. Beat yourself blind.