Something for the Pain

This time you might be cured, you think
 But you're not sure what of
 Life is a mystery
 We don't have time to solve
 Transcendental meditation
 Accidental medication
 Lots of things
 Can sure screw up your brain
 Let me give you something for the pain
 You can go to church on Sunday
 You can put on your best clothes
 But God always sees you naked
 With all your sins exposed
 Down here with the savages
 In a world of freed Barabbuses
 Where nuns carry guns
 To protect themselves from rape
 Absence makes the heart grow fonder
 Til the heart explodes
 Out beyond the Wild Blue Yonder
 Space is dark and cold
 Distance is the aphrodisiac
 That keeps the sailors coming back
 To Siren lovers, calling them by name
 Let me give you something for the pain
 You can't make the bad stuff go away
 But you offer shelter from the rain
 The wind that blows the candles out
 Well it also fans this flame
 Let me give you something for the pain
 Let me give you something for the pain
 I can't make the bad stuff go away
 But I can offer you shelter from the rain
 The wind that blows the candles out
 Also fans the flame
 Let me give you something for the pain