Mystic

There is a mystic in the mountain high above the Great Salt Lake
 He's dancin' in the heaven far below his golden gates
 He's lookin' at our cars below
 And laughin' at our rock & roll
 So I found a little woman, thought that I could change her name
 She had the colour of the city and the fire of the country flame
 So I hid my body down below, hoping that my skin won't show
 A mystic from the mountain and in the end what did you say we'd find
 A promise from a pamphlet, a crucifixion on your highway sign
 But I sold you for a cigarette, does it make you want to love me less
 And if I dont believe. What does that mean?
 And when I die alone, who will eat my soul
 In the cave of God, while the angels watch
 Theres a manic scream, hallelujah
 Babe I know I lost you, the moment you could finally see
 The part of me I'd hidden, far below our leather seats
 If I could make you understand the empty that I tried to fill
 I'd crucify my body, leave the pieces at your mystics heels
 But I sold you for a cigarette
 Hope you'd sell me off for less
 And if we dont agree
 What does that leave
 And when you die alone
 I will eat your soul
 In the cave of God
 While the angels watch
 Theres a manic scream hallelujah