Imitation of Christ
For some kinds of pensiveness, only the Psychedelic Furs will do.
IMITATION OF CHRIST
another christ is on the cross
the nails are words
the nails are lies
to make it crawl
and make it scream
and make it real
and make it bleed
and make it bleed
and make it bleed
and make it dream
imitation of christ
imitation of christ
this you who lie and scream
you fall to dust
you fall to dust
in walls of words
the words are blind
you speak and you are dumb and blind
the word is that your god
is you who fall so low and fall so far
imitation of christ
imitation of christ
fly to the moon dear
sew it on a stool
tie on the carpet all the cowboys fall
see the cowboys fat and reeling
dancing underneath the ceiling
leave the bar the theatre's closing
make a wall of your religion
imitation of christ
imitation of christ
mary mary
mother mother
you and me and
god the father
jesus is a woman too
he looks like all of me and you
your money talks and
all your friends
will laugh at her pathetic tits
imitation of christ
imitation of christ
imitation of christ
imitation
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Someone who actually remembers this old P-Furs song?
Now I remember why I like you.
P-Furs rock!
They'd dearly
Make us pay
For laughing
In their faces
And making it our way
There's emptiness
Behind their eyes
There's dust
In all their hearts
They just want to
Steal us all
And take us all apart