Cruci-Fiction In Space

This is evolution The monkey, the man, then the gun If Christ was in Texas The hammer, the sickle, the only son This is your creation The atom of Eden was a bomb If Jack was a Baptist We'd drink wine from his head This is evolution The monkey, the man and the gun This is evolution The monkey, the man and the gun I am a revolution Pull my knuckles down, if I could I am a revelation And I'm nailed to the Holy Wood This is evolution The monkey, the man, then the gun This is evolution The monkey, the man and the gun We are dead, and tomorrow's canceled Because of things we did yesterday We are dead, and tomorrow's canceled They crucify us in our space In our space, in our space In our space, in our space In our space, in our space In our space, in our space This is evolution The monkey, the man, then the gun This is evolution The monkey, the man, then the gun This is evolution The monkey, the man, then the gun This is evolution The monkey, the man, then the gun This is evolution The monkey, the man, then the gun This is evolution The monkey, the man, then the gun This is evolution The monkey, the man, then the gun This is evolution The monkey, the man, then the gun