Neon Messiah — Terence Trent D Arby Des ree

She never wanted to be my neon messiah She never wanted to be my neon messiah

I saw the blood dripping from your caring hands I prayed it wasn't more blood Than your month could stand I didn't hear you say Kick my pedestal away

She never wanted to be my neon messiah She never wanted to be my neon messiah

I saw you suffocating in a wordless pain A whore/Madonna martyr is all that remains If Oedipus could rise He'd probably try me on for size

She never wanted to be my neon messiah She never wanted to be my neon messiah

Roll over tell Stravinsky She lost herself to please me I can't handle intelligent women They're far too deep to swim in

She never wanted to be my neon messiah She never wanted to be my neon messiah