Bless this body   and touch this face   and bury the loveliness   in a very warm place      the hills are on fire,   the valleys are cold   the weatherman smiles   like there's something    we don't know      stranger than fiction   you already know   the prophets predicted   the ground will open,   and then close      you come unprepared   come, my friend   reach out to the moon and the stars   and it's Hell, until then      Bless this body!   Touch my face!   And what could it hurt?   It's our last night on Earth      Bless my body.   Touch my face.   Touch my body.   Bless my shame...      Bless this body!   Touch my face!   be my shame   you'll miss me, wouldn't you say?      Mama said:   "Bye, my dear,   little piggy's running inside of the zoo."