Beat Yourself Blind (Live from the Astoria, London, England 1995)
Give me a minute 'cause I'm wrapped in superstition Pour me a chemical to take away the edge Don't make up anything that's breaking all your fingers Just slap around a bit of what it takes to pledge
Carry out another stone as a slave Ask general-know-it-all "Who's juggling the earth?" Tease all the natives that will walk across your grave And shove aside your nation all for what it's worth
[Chorus] Beat yourself blind [Repeat 6x] An open eyes and a closed mind
Look at the suit in suspended animation A faded outline that used to be a man A piece of paper that's fallen out a window Has got a better chance to know where it will land
[Repeat Chorus]
To bleed in vain, to bleed in vain--under my eyes are painted skies Down at the boneyard, they're diggin' up the relics Handfuls of parasites thrown into machines I got the phone call they're tearin' down the mission The zombies had a ball, but don't know what it means