Amused To Death Testo

(Amused to death)
Oh baby oblivion's on my side when I conceive it,
don't let your fall be Jesus-like
let's reach the cross where you'll be put to stop your bleeding
and what you know's a waste of time
You are lost in a lonely rising,
the sun is the gift I gave you so let it burn your skin and spit it out
I'm sure that you don't feel ashamed now,
it's really been a pleasure there's nothing of personal in what we do
(Amused to death)
Oh baby oblivion's on my side when I conceive it
don't let your fall be Jesus-like
let's reach the cross where you'll be put to stop your living
and what I know's a waste of time