Posthuman

Posthuman
She's got eyes like Zapruder
And a mouth like heroin
She wants me to be
Perfect like Kennedy
This isn't god, this isn't 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 post human and hardwired
She's pilgrim and pagan
Softworn and social
In all of her dreams
She's a saint like Jackie-o
This isn't god, this isn't 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
\"All that glitters is cold, all that glitters is cold\"