Mark David Chapman Lyrics

Mark David Chapman lyrics

We pierced the side of the idol With the sharpened neck of an electric guitar
Bottled the water from the wound Holy relic- the essence of star But what does
she care, it's just another blank stare Where the orphans ask the widows the
meaning of 'fair' So let this be a drink to quench this uncontrollable thirst
To a world that loves and hates you on a dare And when this once at least
gilded cage has been Tie the belt a notch tighter around anxious hearts set to
burst What have you done, Mark David Chapman? Stripped bare of flesh cold and
numb  Lead you to some meaning of truth The emotions were shrink wrapped, sold
as scraps Let all the desperate hours of boredom Bumps and bruises and
notebooks for heaven's jury as proof Choose any scene from the vending machine
Somewhere lost in the night, a satellite transmitted dream So let this be a
drink to calm the shaking hands that you've found If we wear out each other
it's o.k., just go buy another Industrial revolutions of the soul
interchangeable hearts it's manufacturing Let this be release, forever
unwound.