Pulse lyrics

Artist  : Psychedelic Furs 
Song : Pulse
 


my baby paints herself red
she paints her
hair
her hair is dead
she's living in the
city
with the bodies that scream
we are all
jesus
we all dream
see the dancer in there
reeling
paint the sky upon the
ceiling

four useless gods upon a day
so
blinded by the filth on sunday
saying the words
for the idiots
you are miracle
drivel
optical sewer
listens to the flowers
fall
paint the words upon the wall

this
is the pulse of fools like you
who sound so
red and turn so blue
the sound of uselessness
in summer
the war is over if you
want

see the dancer see me
reeling
paint the sea upon the
ceiling

pulse

my baby paints
herself red
she paints her hair
her hair is
dead
she's living in the city
with the
bodies that scream
we are all jesus
we all
dream
see the dancer see me reeling
paint
the sky upon the ceiling

that's pulse