The Guardian - One Thing Left To Do lyrics

We're welcomed With indifference To the dark rooms of your mind The meter's running Time to see the world Through your troubled eyes Another tortured genius screams So you've tried everything? You don't include the leap of faith That might take you off your throne You've got one thing left to do You've got one thing left to do Don dark gla**es Fire the ma**es Could this be Messiah envy? No rules Big plan Curse God Curse man Fed like junkies Poisoned I.V.s Cold sweat like warm blood Flowing down your anger mask That double-cross you hear Weighs you toward the fall Charmed to meet you Why the crowd? Misfit angst Is well-endowed these days With a touch of show-biz And sacrilege on call You've got one thing left to do You've got one thing left to do Know-alls No show Some crawl I know God's still calling You're still stalling Dead from dry rot Soul sleep Blood clot Face it You've got One thing left to do Appointed in this life A single choice for everyman It's time to choose, you've got One thing left to do