I got a raindrop on the tip of my tongue
If I get all I want I will have to give you some
Im the beggar, the thorn in the brow
I am the cross you force and twist into the ground
bu*ter so stiff that it wounds my bread
Got a dew drop omelette an trash can lid
Aint got no loafers to warm my feet
Funny paper stimulates comic strip heat
Crack vials breaking like a shotgun blast
How long can the sounds of a cat fight last
Howling at the moon for friends who have pa**ed
On Sunday well fly black flags from the mast
Ive been hurting deep in my soul
Does anybody have the time Holy Ghost
Diesel is the smeel of a Mississipi grill
Played trombone once for a delta dollar bill
Pull the snow around me snug me like a blanket of wool
If a lie here to freeze to d**h Id be another fox hole fool
I got nothing new its used, borrowed and spent
Good Friday, Ash Wednesday, and a pocket full of lent
Living in a box of cardboard and gray
Made a window, made a sign, woudnt mind working a little bit
I cant sleep, I cant think
Life has poured me a gla** that I cant drink
The rim is jagged like a razors blade
and has left a scar that will never fade
My thoughts are daggers on every nerve
Life is a slow song with dirt words
When I get to heaven will I wear a mask
That is a question I must ask