AUSLÄNDER

Taken from a place to where I’m from
An ordinary face with voice all wrong
Corrupted representation
Of where I’ve come
No good, it’s understood

I keep a little piece of where I’m from
In my pocket if I can I can
And it’s all I’ll ever own
’cause I’m never coming home

Suddenly I figure out
That I’m lost and won’t be found
I keep a little piece of where I’m from
Suddenly, I need it now

When he returned
To the place he was born
He could only only remain
A cheap artifact of where he’d been

I keep a little piece of where I’m from
In my pocket if I can I can
And it’s all I’ll ever know
’cause I’m never coming home

Suddenly I figure out
That I’m lost and won’t be found
I keep a little piece of where I’m from
Suddenly, I need it now

MAUVAISE FOI

Exalted son, messiah, anointed one
Where did I go wrong

In the congregation the kids talk in tongues
They talk in, talk in tongues
Preacher is coming undone spreading religion
Baptized, born again
Searching for the sounds of
Sweet salvation
Reaching hands of healing above
Towards the ceiling

Exalted son, messiah, anointed one
Where did I go wrong

In the congregation the kids
Talk in tongues they talk in tongues
In front of everyone
I’m told talk in tongues
I wait for those sounds to come

Righteous eyes
Surrounding me are watching
I just stood there silent and judged
What have I done wrong

In the congregation
The kids talk in tongues
They talk in, talk in tongues
In front of everyone
I’m told talk in tongues
But those sounds never come
Try to force the sounds of
Sweet salvation
What a sinner I have become
Where did I go wrong

Is this what they
Call honest religion?

(lyrics by Douglas Burns)