You give me a heart attack
You look like the summertime
You call me an artifact
But I’ll save that for another time
I could be rich or poor
I don’t need anymore
Keep your love inside the kitchen
You can feed me anything
Leave the feathers on the chicken
Peel the leather from your skin
I can be young or old
Sweet or sad, hot or cold
Chorus
Man or animal, I don’t care at all
Find the antidote underneath the dose
Man or animal, obidient—
out of control
I will love you more than money
I will breathe you in the smoke
I will drink you in my honey
Sweet and golden down my throat
When you’re right, when you’re wrong
Head is near, eyes are gone
You can drown my appetite
I will sip your tears at night
You can tie me to a chair
Skin and bones, I don’t care
I could be rich or poor
I don’t need anymore
Chorus
Man or animal, I don’t care at all
Find the antidote underneath the dose
Man or animal, obidient—
out of control
Man or animal, I don’t care at all
Find the antidote underneath the dose
Man or animal, obidient—
out of control
out of control
You give me a heart attack
I will give you more than that
You give me a heart attack
I will give you more than that
He was standing at the rock
Gathering the flock
And getting there with no directions
And underneath the arch
It turned into a march
And there he found the spark to
Set this fucker off
(chorus)
He said set it off
Set it off now children
Set it right
Set it off
Set it off now children
Set it a fire
Suddenly a shot
Ripped into his heart
He lay in need of some attention
And there he played his card
Going into shock
The last thing that he said was
Set this fucker off
(chorus)
He said set it off
Set it off now children
Set it right
Set it off
Set it off now children
Set it a fire
Jesus at the back door
Everything is all right
All we need is some direction
Every time the wind blows
Everything you don't know
Turns into a revelation
And it all adds up inside your heart
Time is wasting
Pearls and swine bereft of me
Long and weary my road has been
I was lost in the cities
Alone in the hills
No sorrow or pity for leaving I feel
(chorus)
I am not your rolling wheels
I am the highway
I am not your carpet ride
I am the sky
Friends and liars don't wait for me
I'll get on all by myself
I put millions of miles
Under my heels
And still too close to you
I feel
(chorus)
I am not your rolling wheels
I am the highway
I am not your carpet ride
I am the sky
I am not your blowing wind
I am the lightning
I am not your autumn moon
I am the night
