Vial of hope and a vial of pain
In the light they both look the same
Pull them out on the end of the rope
With every boy and girl singing

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Neon Bible
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If the Neon Bible is right

Take the poison of your rage
To lick your fingers when you turn the page
What I remember is what you know is right
In the city you see only lies
Its the

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Neon Bible
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If the Neon Bible
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Oh God well look at you now
Well you lost him but you don't know how
In the light of a golden calf
Oh God I had to laugh
Take the poison of your age
To lick your fingers when you turn the page
It was wrong but you said it was right
In the future I won't read at night in the

Neon Bible
Neon Bible
Not much chance for survival
If the Neon Bible
Is true