Palm Springs A decade in the salt and sun The body clocks and the tears they run No moderation to attract Nor to fail to hide my shame Or the cause that it brings ♪ Don't trust your eyes They'll never tell you what's inside The bodies lie in a bed of white This resurrection is in fact Just a field of disery Or the cause that it brings If you're not scared Then why'd you bring that gun? Dead bodies baking in the center of the sun Hand grenades will blow away The passion let it burn away Your mother said I was the one Jesus, I'm a sinner Jesus, I'm your sin Jesus, I'm a sinner Yes, I'm by myself again Jesus, I'm a sinner In those choked rhythm waves One of men and children That could never find a way If you're not scared Then why'd you bring that gun? Dead bodies baking in the center of the sun Hand grenades will blow away The passion let it burn away Your mother said I was the one Why get a gun? Live the better days in a dream With the bikers and the eldery Their halo's choke on my haunting mouth Just so they can see the dirty cell If you're not scared Then why'd you bring that gun? Dead bodies baking in the center of the sun Hand grenades will blow away The passion let it burn away Your mother said I was the one Why get a gun?