The Murder City Devils - Fields Of Fire lyrics

Oh Lord Don't set my fields on fire Oh God Don't kindle your wrath against me, against me I know you feast I know you feast on fire I got a wife I got a family in those fields Oh Lord Don't set my fields on fire Oh God Don't kindle your wrath against me, against me I believe In my mother's religion And I will And I will change We go to church We go to church on Sunday And we're back drinking Drinking on Monday Oh we got by in the past But how bout' tomorrow Oh Lord I got a life in those fields, in those fields Oh Lord Don't set my fields on fire Oh God Don't kindle your wrath against me Oh Lord Don't set my fields on fire Oh God Don't kindle your flame against me Don't set my fields Don't set my fields on fire Don't set my fields Don't set my fields on fire With my anointing waits It waits in those fields And it was true Yesterday that its true Today, today, oh Lord Don't set my fields on fire Oh God Don't kindle your wrath against me Oh Lord Don't set my fields on fire Oh God Oh give me one more day