Lyrics:

I'm taking back the knowledge I'm taking back the gentleness I'm taking back the ritual I'm giving in to sweetness Come preacherman, shoot me with your poisoned arrow But I dance on Vaseline And I'm tripping out working on a revolution You don't let the music in I'm taking back the children I'm taking back the ceremony I'm taking back my offerings And I'm taking back what you mean to me You're dangerous, shoot me with your poisoned arrow But I dance on Vaseline And I'm slipping out I'm working on a revolution Don't let the music in And war is all around us Your Gods are dead and buried underground I was a silly putty Your big ideas are useless to me now My baby saw the future She doesn't wanna live it anymore Its lousy science-fiction It's on your skin and seeps into your bones Come preacherman, shoot me with your poisoned arrow I dance on Vaseline And I'm tripping out working on a revolution Don't let day begin And you're dangerous, shoot me with your poisoned arrow But I dance on Vaseline And I'm slipping out working on a revolution Don't let the music in It started in Oklahoma You always think it happens somewhere else This madness is attractive Until the day it happens to yourself And power might seem sexy But check her in the cool grey light of dawn A legislative body And all at once your lust for her is gone And I'm tripping out working on a revolution Don't let the day begin We'll turn you down time to time for evolution Don't let the music in And I'm tripping out working on a revolutio