So much for the big dreams of revolution
I suppose this bleeding just ainst gonna stop
Hyenas are gathering, bad jokes and chattering
But the moon setting down soon, so what does it matter?
In the brush the firelight, dances in their eyes
Moon setting down soon, what does it matter?
I'm a terrible suffering man, you want no part of me
Cause everywhere I go, only heartache and misery
Every time I hear that rattle, my ribs shoot full of pain
So much for saving water and depending on the rain
Scorpion conspiring, vipers all a grin
And the sun coming up soon, so what does it matter?
Big cat stretch her back, hear that gra** break and crack
Sun coming up soon, what does it matter?
I'm a terrible suffering man, you want no part of me
Cause everywhere I go, only heartache and misery