Текст песни Just in Time for Dinner - Ugly

I steam myself open like a letter
And try to read what's inside
But everything is fucked up and broken
And nothing even tries to hide
And the politics of my soul
Dictates where it is I've got to go
But, I don't mind so much
Cause it's warm and it feeds me

Just in time for dinner Jesus puts me on his knees and says
"Now do you feel release?"
And I say, "Have you ever chopped off the wings of an angel
And let her fall to earth like dust and try and beat her to the trees?"

She's automatic she's my baby
She breaks up the night with soft explosion
Some call her heavenly in her brilliance
But I just call her by her first name
All of this is secondary to the way I get
And I want to blame it on the night
For turning into day

Just in time for dinner Jesus puts me on his knees and says
"Now do you feel release?"
And I say, "Have you ever chopped off the wings of an angel
And let her fall to earth like dust and try and beat her to the trees?"

This is my pause in the situation
The part where I come so clean
I can't tell if things are getting worse or greater
All I know is I feel so obscene
In memory of an old friend
Do you remember when
Speed, hides in the wind

Just in time for dinner Jesus puts me on his knees and says
"Now do you feel relief?"
And I say, "Have you ever chopped off the wings of an angel
And let her fall to earth like dust and try and beat her to the trees?"