The Cult Heathens song lyrics

Bodies falling past my window all night

I haven't slept, seen a sliver of night

The scattered bones guiding my hand

The scattered bones, they are guiding my hand

Saw Che Guevara in a garbage can

Death of tiger, law of man

Choke on vodka, your diamonds and gold

Choke on vodka, your diamonds and gold

The sea rises up, the sea rises up

Statue of Christ smiles down on the boulevard

Where the torn crows laugh, and were lost in the night

Statue of Christ smiles down on the boulevard

Where the torn crows laugh, and were lost in the night

We are swans, we are burning swans

Wilderness, she is coming alive

Choke on vodka, your diamonds and gold

Fortunes told, man got no plan left

The sea rises up, the sea rises up

Statue of Christ smiles down on the boulevard

Where the torn crows laugh, and were lost in the night

Statue of Christ smiles down on the boulevard

Where the torn crows laugh, and were lost in the night

In the night

Dirty heathen, dirty heathen, dirty heathen, dirty heathen

Hard rain a fall, hard rain a fall, hard rain a fall, hard rain a fall

Hard rain a fall, hard rain a fall, hard rain a fall, hard rain a fall

Hey, dirty heathen