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 on
this is your creation
the atom of Eden
was a bomb
if Jack was the baptist
we'd drink wine
from his head

this is evolution
the monkey
the man
then 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
he monkey
the man
then the gun

we are dead and tomorrow's cancelled
because of things we did yesterday
we are dead and tomorrow's cancelled
they crucify us in our space
in our space
in our space...
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