One Thing Left To Do - Guardian

We’re welcomed

With indifference

To the dark rooms of your mind

The meter’s running

Time to see the world

Through your troubled eyes

Another tortured genius screams

So you’ve tried everything?

You don’t include the leap of faith

That might take you off your throne

You’ve got one thing left to do

You’ve got one thing left to do

Don dark glasses

Fire the masses

Could this be Messiah envy?

No rules

Big plan

Curse God

Curse man

Fed like junkies

Poisoned I.V.s

Cold sweat like warm blood

Flowing down your anger mask

That double-cross you hear

Weighs you toward the fall

Charmed to meet you

Why the crowd?

Misfit angst

Is well-endowed these days

With a touch of show-biz

And sacrilege on call

You’ve got one thing left to do

You’ve got one thing left to do

Know-alls

No show

Some crawl

I know

God’s still calling

You’re still stalling

Dead from dry rot

Soul sleep

Blood clot

Face it

You’ve got

One thing left to do

Appointed in this life

A single choice for everyman

It’s time to choose, you’ve got

One thing left to do