Metaphysical Pistol Lyrics - Singles - Ian Astbury

When I look in your eyes 

I see a burning star 

I see a heart that's wild 

I see a place I can't define 

Your mind is sharp 

You don't miss a beat 

You see right through people 

Who can't see into you 

Is life just a trip from the maternity ward to the crematorium? 

Is life just a trip from the maternity ward to the crematorium? 

Your slight smile 

Holds me rapt for a while 

And they can't pull me down 

Pull us down, pull us down 

Solar flares 

Burn bright in your hair 

Yeah people get scared 

They don't understand how beautiful you are 

The state, money, sex, yourself, power, these are all false gods 

A metaphysical pistol with a gut full of hate 

A metaphysical pistol with a heart full of light 

A metaphysical pistol with a gut full of hate 

A metaphysical pistol with a heart full of light 

Solar flares 

Burn bright in your hair 

Yeah people get scared 

They don't understand how beautiful you are 

A metaphysical pistol with a gut full of hate 

A metaphysical pistol with a heart full of light 

A metaphysical pistol, a metaphysical pistol 

A metaphysical pistol with a heart full of light 

A metaphysical pistol with a gut full of hate 

A metaphysical pistol with a heart full of light 

A metaphysical pistol with a gut full of hate 

We are sitting smack in the middle of the beatific vision 

A heart full of light, money 

Gut full of hate, sex 

A heart full of light, power 

Gut full of hate, yourself 

A heart full of light, the state 

Gut full of hate, false gods 

A heart full of light, vision 

Gut full of hate, vision 

A heart full of light, a metaphysical pistol with a 

Gut full of hate, a metaphysical pistol with 

A heart full of light, a metaphysical pistol with a 

Gut full of hate, a metaphysical pistol with 

A heart full of light 

Gut full of hate