Shes got eyes like zapruder
And a mouth like heroin
She wants me to be
Perfect like kennedy
This isnt god, this isnt god
God is just a statistic,
God is just a statistic
Say,
Show me the dead stars,
All of them sing.
This is a riot
Religious and clean

God is a number you cannot count to
You are posthuman and hardwired

Shes pilgrim and pagan
Softworn and so-cial
In all of her dreams
Shes a saint like jackie-o

This isnt god, this isnt god
God is just a statistic,
God is just a statistic
Say,
Show me the dead stars,
All of them sing.
This is a riot
Religious and clean

Coma white:
All that glitters is cold, all that glitters is cold