Stone Cold Sober

Everybody in the funhouse
Says they want out
But we're taking our time
Cause we're in love with time

Whole generations thinking of themselves
As infidels and pop stars
While the bomb loses patience
We line up and just lean against the bar

Stone cold sober
Looking for bottles of love

Caught in the headlights
Wide-eyed and ready to receive
We are the dead life
Locked in dog fights, lost in disbelief

And these dark days
Make the nights seem brighter than they are
So while Fleet Street rolls and the moon glows
In the funhouse the fun starts

Stone cold sober
Looking for bottles of love

Born in the half-light
Of threats and bribes
In a hopeless porn parade
We get the dog's life, tidbits train us

What to wear, what not to say
When you're footloose but you just feel limbless
Life gets in the way
So we get loaded or totally legless
But stay the same

Stone cold sober
Looking for bottles of love

We are the dead life

We are the dead life

We are the dead life

We are the dead life

We are the dead life



John 6:53-58, 66-67 "So Jesus said to them, 'Truly, truly, I say to you, unless you eat the flesh of the Son of man and drink his blood, you have no life in you; he who eats my flesh and drinks my blood has eternal life, and I will raise him up at the last day. For my flesh is food indeed, and my blood is drink indeed. He who eats my flesh and drinks my blood abides in me and I in him. As the living Father sent me, and I live because of the Father, so he who eats me will live because of me. This is the bread which came down from heaven, not such as the fathers ate and died; he who eats this bread will live forever.' After this many of his disciples drew back and no longer went about with him.

Jesus said to the twelve, 'Will you also go away?'"



Stone Cold Sober - copyright - Del Amitri
Still In Love - copyright - Justin Currie