Brand New!

I'm just a ship that's passing in the night in another way There's a monster living in the deep the sailors say And I think I think that I think I thought that I think too much Ever catch yourself thinking thoughts that are out of touch? And it's all brand new Mirror painting on the wall Rusty nail about to fall It's primitive and very small You banged the hole, now hear God call In the upper rooms past the upper halls On the mezzanine and the white horse stall Your echelons and your excellence The feasts you feed spare no expense You turned away all those who seek You prayed your prayer but don't let God speak You sacrifice eight days a week From humble beginnings to the bed of a sheik Entombed in crystal entombed in ice Spit wheels of fire, the deny it thrice I see love just like two wheels encased in a globe of crystal, it feels Like Heaven to hold, like Heaven to touch Like Hell to burn but not Hell as such Hell has it's turn, Hell knows as much So lean upon your rotten crutch Leaves death's key at the foot of my door Under my wicker mat that says "follow the law" And if you do and if you don't Won't mean a thing even if you're lonesome And destitute and a wretch Enthroned upon a coincidence A bad-luck scepter your recompense A crown of doubt upon your heads Who cares to judge? Who cares to shout? Let he who presumes be he who's without Slay Humbaba in the final bout Cut off his head and then close his mouth Traverse the universe and beyond Sell maps for a dollar- get hanged for cons Then they'll forget that you didn't belong Now they're quoting me and even speaking my songs As if they are the finest speech So now I'm gone, to each his each But I'll be back to judge you all On the deck of my black ship I'll stand tall With writing up and down my arms And secret names written on my palms I'll burn the house and I'll burn the barn I come to kill, I come to harm I'm just a ship that's passing in the night in another way There's a monster living in the deep the sailors say And I think I think that I think I thought that I think too much Ever catch yourself thinking thoughts that are out of touch? And it's all brand new Shackle, shackle, burning bright Be far from me this cursed night Feet will fail as wings fail their flight And every soul broken and contrite Will sing in sorrow, march in line One hundred miles past their broken shrine Whose face is wet with turpentine Existing is it's every crime The executioner's blade is sharp Zen pool ripples by the carp The Judge's mind is also sharp Cosmic scales played on the harp By the boy born upside-down See his smile made by his frown Deep within a well the mothers pains begin Like a warehouse weapon she can never win Dull broke dome spilled cranium They lied to you dear sapien Homo-superior is fixed to die Feel's the joke within it's eye Walks a road past heavenly hosts Working nine to five making heavenly notes To spend on hearing heavenly jokes And taking breaks for heavenly smokes They churn out souls and edit out grief Escorting souls right past the feast In the upper rooms past the upper halls On the balcony they eat the coming dawns On the floor fake shards of glass Lights change their form as their casing cracks And canvas torn never lasts Always wonders and never asks Always scared and never acts Always hopes and never backs Always guess and never facts Always more and never lacks Always proud but never plaques Always mansions never shacks Always strikes never reacts And a canvas torn shall never last I know, I know I'm just a ship that's passing in the night in another way There's a monster living in the deep the sailors say And I think I think that I think I thought that I think too much Ever catch yourself thinking thoughts that are out of touch? And it's all brand new And it's all brand new