you come out at night
that's when the energy comes
and the dark side's light
and the vampires roam
You strut your rasta ware,
and your suicide poem
And a cross from a faith that died,
before Jesus came
You're building a mystery
You live in a church,
where you sleep with voodoo dolls
And you won't give up the search,
for the ghosts in the halls
You wear sandals in the snow
and a smile that won't wash away
Can you look out the window
without your shadow getting in the way
You're so beautiful,
with an edge and charm
And so careful,
when I'm in your arms
(CHORUS)
Because you're working,
building a mystery
Holding on, and holding in
Yeah you're working,
building a mystery
and choosing so carefully
CHORUS
You wake up screaming aloud,
a prayer from your secret god
You feed off our fears,
and hold back your tears... oh,
You give us a tantrum,
and a know-it-all grin
Just when we need one,
when the evening's thin
You're a beautiful,
a beautiful, fucked up man
You're setting up your
razor wire shrine
CHORUS (repeat 3 times)
You're building a mystery. |