The Arcade Fire: Antichrist television blues

Don't wanna work in a building downtownNo, I don't wanna work in a building downtownI don't know what I'm gonna doCause the planes keep crashing always two by twoDon't wanna work in a building downtownNo, I don't wanna see it when the planes hit the groundDon't wanna work in a building downtownDon't wanna work in a building downtownParkin' the cars in the undergroundThe voices when they scream, well they make no soundWanna see the cities rustAnd the troublemakers ridin' on the back of the busDear God, I'm a good Christian manI'm your boy, i know you understandThat you gotta work hard and you gotta get paidThe girl's thirteen, but she don't act her ageShe can sing like a bird in cageOh Lord, if you could see her when she's up on that stageYou know that I'm a god-fearin' manYou know that I'm a god-fearin' manI just gotta know if it's a part of your planTo see my darling stand by your right handI know you will do what's right, LordFor they are the lanterns and you are the lightNow I'm overcomeBy the light of dayMy lips are nearBut my heart is far awayTell me what to sayI'll be your mouthpieceInto the light of a bridge that burnsAs I drive through the city with the money that I earnTo the dark of a starless skyI won't stare into nothing and I'm asking you whyLord, let me make her a starSo the world can see who you really areLittle girl, you're old enough to understandYou'll always be a stranger in a strange strange landMen are gonna come while you're fast asleepSo you better just stay close and hold onto meIf mama's mockingbird don't sing well,Then daddy won't buy her no diamond ringDear God, will you send me a child?Oh God, will you send me a child?'cause I wanna put it up on the tv screenSo the world can see what your true Word meansLord, won't you send me a sign?'cause i just gotta know if I'm wastin' my timeNow I'm overcomeBy the light of dayMy lips are nearBut my heart is far awayBut now the war is wonHow come nothing tastes good?Oh you're such a sensitive child (sensitive child)You know you're such a sensitive childI know you're tired, but it's all rightI just needed you to sing for me tonightYou're gonna have your day in the sunYou know God loves the sensitive onesOh my little girl in a cageOh my little bird in a cageI need you to get up for me up on that stageShow all the men that you're old for your ageNow in the times of fearBut if you don't take it, it'll disappearOh my little mockingbird singCome on, my little mockingbird singI need you to get up on the stage for me, honeyShow the men it's not about the moneyWant to hold a mirror up to the worldSo that they can see themselves inside my little girlDo you know where i was at your age?Any idea where i was at your age?I was workin' downtown for the minimum wage!And I couldn't let you just throw it all awayThrew me a kid, God, throw me a knifeSo tell me Lord am I the Antichrist?