We were all alone on a Saturday
When you preached that gospel creed
Sittin' on the hood of my Chevrolet
My heart began to bleed
It cut like a bullet from a smokin' revolver
Givin' me that fatal blow
And I was runnin' like a thief from a law enforcer
With nowhere I could go
I was livin' on the edge of dyin'
Hearin' your third degree
I was livin' on the edge of dyin'
My soul had no relief
Escorted by a man of antiquity
Through my first church door
Sinkin' in a sea of insanity
Till that preacher took the floor
He was blastin' at my soul like a Bible explosion
He was blowin' like a hurricane
Just as he was reachin' for his second wind
I heard someone call my name
I was livin' on the edge of dyin'
Till I found my sight
I was livin' on the edge of dyin'
To that supernatural night
Whoa-oh...
Well, he was blastin' at my soul like a Bible explosion
He was blowin' like a hurricane
And just as he was reachin' for his second wind
I heard someone call my name
I was livin' on the edge of dyin'
Till I found my sight
I was livin' on the edge of dyin'
To that supernatural night
Livin' on the edge of dyin'
Yeah, yeah
(Livin', livin', livin' on the edge of dyin')
Livin' on the edge of dyin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(Livin', livin', livin' on the edge of dyin')