Lyrics:

Put it down:
A confession for the charge sheet
Or if you'd like a charcoal sketch...
1, 0
1, 0 is for emotions
Five minutes for the life I've had
And it's six minutes to yesterday
And it's twenty-six years past... twenty-six years past...

I'm looking for a life that feels for me
Make it appeal to me and let it
Chant, chant, babylon
I'm looking for a life that feels for me
Make it appeal to me and let it
Chant, chant, babylon

It hit me,
A flower on my cold side
'Call god on a party-line'
Where are my wings?
Don't know where I did leave them
It's getting harder to find the things I hide
Put off
A confession for the blacklist
Or if you'd like my passion-play
Red light,
Red light is for confusion
Five minutes for the life I'll have
And it's seven-something that I dial
And it's twenty-six years past... two thousand years... I dunno
And god just says that it is up to you
God says it's up to you

I'm looking for a life that feels for me
Make it appeal to me and let it
Chant, chant, babylon
I'm looking for a life that feels for me
Make it appeal to me and let it
Chant, chant, babylon

I'm looking for a life that feels for me
Make it appeal to me and let it
Chant, chant, babylon
I'm looking for a life that feels for me
Make it appeal to me and let it
Chant, chant, babylon

I make you a deal
I make you a deal
I can erase your ideals
Yeah, I make you a deal