Cruci-Fiction In Space

This is evolution

the monkey

the man

and then the gun

if Christ was in Texas

the hammer

the sickle

the only son

this is your creation

the atom of Eden

was a bomb

if Jack was the Baptist

we'd drink wine

from the head

This is evolution

the monkey

the man

and then the gun

I am a revolution

pull my knuckles down

if I could

I am a revelation

and I'm nailed

to the Holy Wood

This is evolution

the monkey

the man

and then the gun

We are dead and tomorrow's canceled

because of things we did yesterday

we are dead and tomorrow's canceled

they crucify us in our space

in our space

in our space

This is evolution

the monkey

the man

and then the gun

flies are waiting