Jim

Michael Gira

[Verse 1]
It's time to sleep, it's time to leave
To loose the binds, to lose a mind
Time to exhale, to drink the green sea
To drift upon the scarlet breeze

[Refrain]
It's time, it's time, it's time to begin
It's time, it's time, it's time to just leave

[Verse 2]
Let's raise up our hands in prayer
Walk barefoot upon this carpet of air
Let's piss on the city
That's burning down there
Let's string up the man
At the top of the stairs

[Refrain]
Jim, Jim, Jim, oh Jim
Jim, Jim, it's time to begin
Ride your mechanical beast to heaven
Ride your beautiful bitch to the ultimate sin

[Verse 3]
Don't cry, sweet plum, no regrets
We will strangle you up in the loft

[Verse 4]
These methedrine teeth are piled up in the sink
And mother is now screaming to finish him off

[Outro]
Now heaven will come, we will rise again
Heaven will come, we will win
It is 200 miles to the place where we begin
Yeah heaven will come, we will win...

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