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."