>when I retire I will simply write a short story for my obit about this town, these people, these gamblers<
The first song I learned spoke of Bethlehem
So was that a prophecy or is that brainwashing
because no-one ever pitched the greek gods
and I don't know why not
I think that Athena'd understand me
My chips have fallen
my messiah came callin'
but what if he'd not,
would my soul just rot?
oh what I'd give for just an inch of your peace
cos I wanna to fall but I got bruises on my knees
oh what I'd give for just an inch of you peace
cos I wanna to fall, wanna be someone that you'd call
my dads never cursed in his life
I asked if he smoked? he said twice
well by that standard I'm a god damn failure
I passed blunts the day I married my wife
but I'm a child of God just incase you forgot
and you cast me out every single chance that you got
and that's your loss not mine
ill be better than fine
you just missed your shot to meet the unholy divine
I'm saying f*ck a saviour
and if she can't take it then she's small
and I'm gonna ask a lot of questions
because I'm giving this my all
you know the people preaching now
well they've been putting us through sh*t
and if you don't sanction that then why are you rewarding it?
oh the mission trips are scams they do more harm than good
we've got fame hungry pastors making bank in Hollywood
and more confused than I've been
and I don't think this will pass
and I'm saying your name when I think the plane will crash
oh what I'd give for just an inch of your peace
cos I wanna to fall but I got bruises on my knees
oh what I'd give for just an inch of you peace
cos I wanna to fall, wanna be someone that you'd call
what I'd give for just an inch of your peace
cos I wanna to fall but I got bruises on my knees
oh what I'd give for just an inch of you peace
cos I wanna to fall, wanna be someone that you'd call