Darling, give me strength to manage
All the lingerie advertisements at the streets
Everywhere a chick in photographs
Trusts herself wearing nothing but panties
Of self-loath
Of misantrophy
Good business out of plastic flesh
You're more beautiful on the street
In the lights of a fluorescent world
We've lost the connection
Rihanna is nowhere to be seen
And when you turn away
I'm washing the stamp off my forehead
Jesus isn't coming are you ready
Jesus isn't coming are you ready
On the entertainment section of the tabloid
There's an article about someone's funeral
The starting point of a good life
Is nothing but a nuclear family
So, fetuses, choose carefully
Whose womb you'll end up hanging in
The connection's lost
Rihanna changes into bikinis
I'm an invisible sight
And when you turn away
I'm trying to untie the armband
Jesus isn't coming are you ready
Jesus isn't coming are you ready
Before the Revelation there was shopping tv
A brand working group, CV
We've lost the connection
Rihanna is nowhere to be seen
Fix it right this istant
Rihanna changes into bikinis
Jesus isn't coming are you ready
Jesus isn't coming are you ready
Give me stories of failure
The rebellion of these times