There She Goes

There she goes

One day, I had spoke to a man through his eyes

I saw what he thought as it thought up in his mind

Said, what's the procedure? Do I keep my design?

No, you're gone, you're gone, you're gone, dead

You don't know how lucky you are

No, no, no, no

You don't know how lucky you are

She acts like a martyr, she's got God on her face

The world's her disciple and I'm the head of the slaves

Things must get done in such peculiar ways

There she goes, she goes, she goes, hey

Eight o'clock Terry, 10 o'clock Sally

Gotta little pill to give

Five o'clock Patty, six o'clock Betty

You don't know how lucky you are

You don't know how lucky you are

The world is on fire as you quicken your pace

To squeeze out the venom of the whole human race

The things you provide us have sent us to our graves

But you're gone, you're gone, hey

Yeah, you don't know how lucky you are

You don't know how lucky you are

Eight o'clock Terry, 10 o'clock Sally

Gotta little pill to give

Five o'clock Patty, six o'clock Betty

You don't know how lucky you are

Yeah, you don't know how lucky you are

Yeah, you don't know how lucky you are

No, no