Siouxsie and the Banshees — Bring Me the Head of the Preacher Man

Following desire in your eyes, in your eyes You're mine, you're mine, all mine Following the signs in your mind, your crazy mind You're mine, you're mine, all mine Bring me the head of the preacher man From the sickening daze Oh the rotting sun washes down The moonshine boys, the vultures drool They pluck the gold dust from his eyes And pick his bones until they're clean The book of sorrows, the American dreams The book of sorrows, the American dreams The American dreams Following desire in your eyes, in your eyes You're mine, you're mine, all mine Following the signs in your mind, your mind, your mind Oh, mind Bring me the head of the Preacher man On the blazing trail Heaven holds lone star promise El Dorado, the insane theatre Once more we rise to drain the last of liquid sleep The gift of chance eating the worm The viper drops and dances And everything stops and dances Lone star promise, once more we rise And everything stops and dances We tumble down these lonely days We tumble down