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 revolution   Don’t let the day begin   We’ll turn you down, make a time for evolution   Don’t let the day begin