What a glorious day Open your books up to the first page Raise your hands to the sky Close your eyes before you cry and sing (we are the good, we are the bad, keep your demons at bay) Can you hear the stampede march on? Organized filthy chaos The workingmen dance in matching suits Live and let live Separate the church and the state Before our world breaks These colors will run, when the earth's had enough She'll open her mouth and consume us like dice When it all comes to an end I can feel my feet sink into the earth's edge Dirt is to saliva Rock salt is our faith Trees are the reason we breathe, grass is teeth In harvest, in molting, in ovulation, we are reborn Live and let live Separate the church and the state Like elevators, we're going down