She wants to dance like Uma Thurman Bury me 'til I confess She wants to dance like Uma Thurman And I can’t get you out of my head
The blood, the blood, the blood of the lamb Is worth two lions, but here I am And I slept in last night’s clothes and tomorrow’s dreams But they’re not quite what they seem
You’ll find your way And may death find you alive Take me down the line In Gem City we turned the tide You’ll find your way And may death find you alive Take me down the line In Gem City we turned the tide