Mesmer - Gazpacho

Mr. Mesmer counts to three and the evening’s done

I was high as a sunrise

Cold as a loaded gun

Tugging at my shirt she screams like a banshee

I`ll hunt him down like a dog

I know where he works where he lives and the stories he’s sold

Poor mans excuse for right

And a whole lot of people know where he stayed last night

So now you live within a dream

That no one ever will believe

Don’t wake up the neighbours when

In the darkness I fulfill you

The last of many men

Can’t you see that I am golden

And I’m going on my own

Trying to make a little sense of what I’m doing here as I juggle the sideshow

Fell down on your knees by the virgin where you got your fortune told

By the old man in Singapore now wasn’t that real close

Had a handful of glitter

You’ll find everything he said

And I know you had to go

And I miss the belief of her

We learn to cry at birth

We’re all sitcom infants

With some god that must hate us

Check mate stranger the virgin’s falling out of the sky

And you’re moving like a little bunny in a black & white cartoon

I’m howling with my demons, they’re candy apple red

Can’t you hear the thunder rolling down

Can’t you feel the thunder rolling down

As you stagger home

No one’s mad enough to see

That it’s winter in July

I got an animal in me

And the scream is always wild

Dont wake up the neighbours when

In the darkness I fulfill you

The last of many men

Can’t you see that I am golden