Drunk on the Tears Songtext

von Vigilantes of Love

I been eating
The fare of the wicked men
Under the guise
Of sophistication

It's poisoned my senses
And my sight needs correction
It's bad for my bowels
And my general complexion

It's been my staple
For so many years
It's hard to taste the wine
When you're drunk on the tears

Hey, we got new ways
To treat the soul
That succumbs
Electroshock and Valium

The 20th century
You don't need salvation
We got chemists dedicated
To your recreation

Nicole works the streets
For 12 hours a day
She don't charge much
For what she'll trade away

In a few short years
Her business will fade
That's what happens
With the tools of the trade

Jim and Tammy
And Reverend Swaggart
They don't look like Jesus
And they're a whole lot fatter

Don't miss the truth
For a stupid sideshow
Don't confuse the cup
With the contents it holds

God, I need a drink
And I need one fast
Make it a strong one
One that'll last

Have You got anything
That's been selling brisk
For a soul diagnosed
At a terminal risk?

Jesus, lover of my soul
Let me to Thy bosom fly
I'm so weak, and I'm so cold
And the lambs in the West
So speedily die

Alibis roll off my tongue
I'm looking for ruins to hide among
I got a soul piled high to excess
With the wonderfully useless
And the frivolous

The praise due
Your name evades my lips
There's no helping hand
On my fingertips

I used to be someone
Now I'm not worth a shit
I got a truckload of things
I'm trying to forget

Since back in the garden
On the first page
Something about the cradle
To the grave

The promise is broken
More promises made
All in the image
I've so defaced

Played out
On the pages of history
Dripping in blood
That flows from a tree

Where the Father and Son
Part company
Come back together
For you and me

I don't know why You did it
What was Your motivation?
Crucifixion's not
A cool sensation

You had something to say
And You started to speak
The cross is the place
For Your coronation speech