- Votes:
 - Composer:
 - David Patrick Wilcox
 
- Genres:
 - Blues
 - Rock
 
- Tags:
 - blues rock
 - canadian
 - guitar
 
- See also:
 
David Wilcox - Sex and Music lyrics
There's no sense in talking about music, no
 Talking of sex can be done
 I mean, the abstraction of music's confusing, that's all
 The directness of sex is more fun
 And the road that will lead you to both of them
 Is known for the races and wrecks
 But there's less of a mystery in music
 If we just get some directions from sex
 Sacred ground
 The big machine is moving
 Sacred ground
 We're standing in the way
 Sacred ground
 They want to pave it over
 Sacred ground
 Make it all the same
 Well, at first you say you'll just do it for love
 But then you do it with friends, right
 As soon as you do it for money
 Right there's where the innocence ends
 How will you navigate between better and worse
 With just these numbers of people to count?
 The pop charts are just cutting notches
 For the number of units you mount
 When spirit gets lost in accounting
 The counting takes its toll
 You find yourself craving more numbers
 It's the sex-drug of rock and roll
 And it leads you to strange addictions
 Like image, marketing spin
 Just trying to get them to like you, that's what you think
 How could that be such a sin?
 Sacred ground
 The big machine is moving
 Sacred ground
 We're standing in the way
 Sacred ground
 They want to pave it over
 Sacred ground
 Make it all the same
 Well, what do you want them to like you for? SeeDavid Wilcox - Sex and Music - http://motolyrics.com/david-wilcox/sex-and-music-lyrics.html
 That's the question to ask, that's the question
 Would it help you if everyone knew your face
 If that face were only a mask?
 And why do you want them to like you?
 What change are you trying to bring?
 Or do you lust after just their attention
 Do you want them to come when you sing?
 Sacred ground
 The big machine is moving
 Sacred ground
 We're standing in the way
 Sacred ground
 They want to pave it over
 Sacred ground
 Make it all the same
 What you tryin' to do?
 What you tryin' to do? Capture their beauty
 So that you could feel loved for an hour?
 Is it the power of being attractive, no
 It is just the attraction of power?
 See, sex and music are much the same
 We feel with hearts and skin
 And what you are going to get out of them both
 Is just what you put in
 Sacred ground
 The big machine is moving
 Sacred ground
 We're standing in the way
 Sacred ground
 They want to pave it over
 Sacred ground
 Make it all the same
 They want to pave it
 The big machine is moving
 Sacred ground
 We're standing in the way
 Sacred ground
 They want to pave it over
 Sacred ground
 Make it all the same
Sacred ground













