Your Body, My Temple (Song)
(from"Camp Here & There: Campfire Songs Edition'' soundtrack)
A-men! I'm only a-man
Howlin' at your face in the moon
Hot damn! But no holy man
But kneelin' in the stained glass tomb
And as all hell breaks loose, as hells always do
Aw, what the hell can I do to have a little more heaven with you?
Hot damn! You are a part of my plan
Cataclysmic catechism, catch 22
Your body, my temple, baby
Your body, my temple
So when the cattle fall dead and the waters run red
I'll be your lamb's blood on the wall
God isn't dead, but that's exactly what I've dreading
After all the meek inherited f**k all
Jesus Christ, I will die for my own damn sins
If you help those who help themselves
My superstitions, your visage, my visions
Furthering the fever of your fervor for believing, I will
Your body, my temple, baby
Your body, my temple
I'll be your blessing in disguise, whip the mask off my good side
I'm all stripped down naked now for you, but still asking you to loosen my buttons, baby
You've got my whole world in your hands, got this little blue spot
And you really ain't got no idea how much of this orbits ya, now do you, honey?
Please relieve me of my dreaming, I'm kneeling, begging, pleading
For the savory-sweet release of death
Oh, I wanna die, I wanna die, I wanna die, I wanna die, I wanna die, I wanna die, I wanna die
So I can taste your name on my final breath
Your body, my temple, baby
Your body, my temple
Am I supposed to call this flagellation?
Trade confessions for questions, just us second guessing, I guess
Am I missing the message? Its essence
Goes over my head like a halo
Like a halo, like a halo!
The wine in my veins fermenting my brain
My body, my bread, it's all gon' rise again
So be my golden calf like a fresh cut of veal
After all we're both dead meat
My forbidden honeydew, honey, do you need a hot meal
Just save me half, I mean, yeah I could eat
Your body, my temple, baby
Your body, my temple, baby
Your body, my temple, baby
Your body, my temple...
Baby!
