Standing on the dark canal   By the gas works   Celebrate the ghosts gone by   When the love hurt      And the medicine man here twenty four seven   You can get it fast in Armageddon   Everyone on their way to Heaven   Slowly      The call for prayer is common around here   In the morning   We wash our faces, go to work   There is no warning      That it all gets better when life is straight   It's bigger than you, the welfare state   And we'll keep singing it's not too late   For you