Misplaced Faith from (scream) by Curt Golden

MISPLACED FAITH
Words and music: Curt Golden

“I’ve hit nine times in two months and won enough for a new house

Charise has won enough to buy a new car
James hit six lucky numbers in a row
Don’t be a loser.
Call now for your lucky numbers and turn your life around

Welcome to the prison of the future”

You got your yoga meditations and your Zen koans
You cast the runes, consult the stars and call your psychic on the phone
You got a guru back in Frisco that you met once in a bar
You’ll travel half way ‘round the world to keep from being where you are

You can’t get to heaven on a elevator and
You can’t add up angels on your calculator
Eternity’s much bigger than just sooner than later, and
God don’t fit in your refrigerator

You got Tibetan bells and ivory I Ching sticks
Hanging ‘round your throat what’s that, a crucifix
You’re keeping all your bases covered, leaving nothing to chance
The emptiness won’t give way to your phony cosmic dance

You can’t get to heaven on a elevator and
You can’t add up angels on a calculator
The devil’s much more subtle than your precious Darth Vader, and
God don’t fit in your refrigerator

It’s only misplaced faith

You mask a desperate self indulgence with a beatific smile
Beneath it lies a lost soul formed in violence and bile
You keep the bits that don’t offend you, leave the bits that cause you pain
A religion of expedience, and you’re the patron saint

You can’t get to heaven on an elevator and
You can’t add up angels on your calculator
Armageddon won’t be carried by your cable operator, and
God don’t fit in your refrigerator

It’s only misplaced faith

Do you really imagine that it’s the peyote that makes a Yaqui shaman?
Or that just because you’re dizzy… you’re a dervish?

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Desperate times breed desperate measures, Major

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Welcome to the prison of the future

And I won a lot of money

Have you called all those other psychic lines only to discover everything you want is still slipping through your fingers? Don’t miss another opportunity.

Change wasn’t meant to take a long time. (laughs) You don’t have to wait thirty days to take charge of your life

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…a lot of money”



©1997 Curt Golden

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