A vial of hope and a vial of pain,
In the light they both looked the same
Pourred them out on into the world,
On every boy and every girl

It's in the Neon Bible, the Neon Bible
Not much chance for survival,
If the Neon Bible is right

Take the poison of your age,
Don't lick your fingers when you turn the page,
What I know is what you know is right,
In the city it's the only light

It's the Neon Bible, the Neon Bible
Not much chance for survival,
If the Neon Bible is right

Oh God! well look at you now!
Oh! you lost it, but you don't know how!
In the light of a golden calf,
Oh God! I had to laugh!

Take the poison of your age,
Don't lick your fingers when you turn the page,
It was wrong but you said it was right,
In the future I will read at night

In the Neon Bible, the Neon Bible
Not much chance for survival,
If the Neon Bible is true