verse
Your doomsday clock's sealed
Carry the cross, boy, and make your bed
In a place where all is unknown
Placed behind the mask of disguise
Halfway spinning to a better place in the body of a man, mind of a girl
What's the view like from your bed?
Where a handful of love goes down where you got fed
And now it's time for pain
bridge
Providence of angels and fairymen
Here after all's well and said is done
What's the view like from your bed?
Where a handful of love goes down where you got fed
Now it's time for pain that's right
chorus
You're fertilizer, fertilizer! (at the body farm)
Fertilizer, fertilizer! (at the body farm)
Are we power plant bodies?
Fertilizer, fertilizer! (at the body farm)