So what in god's name did it mean and why?
That bony old finger pointin' down from the sky at you
All alone
Dog made life for you
Praise this false sense of it all!
Peter thrice denied
His life's most prized
Tax collector
So breathe a breath worth living
Squeeze the juices
Of exhaustion
Fire our mouths at the big a**
Lies in the sky
I don't believe them
Seven peyote bu*tons
Six drinks in on strong rum
Touch the eyes of the living
Hump the netherworld hallway
Tribes of men
Stared in to the sky
God's revenge is one bad story
Close your watering eyes
And drive your car into a tree
Fall out of time with me
Buried in the hills by the lives we once wished for
No man
Clench bad hands
Making holes in palms
Shaped like fingernails
Made by white knuckles
The way, the truth, and light is gone
And the dust you reflected recedes
Drop me dead and you'll find me there
Without regret, nor tears, nor guts
Just nothing
Don't trust impulse
Fist f** and win
No man
No man
No man
No man
No man, save none, want none, smear god on their faces
Save me
Damn me
Drink me, in the ground, nail my story on their tables
No dog
No dog
No Bog
No dog
No dog
No dog
No Bog
No dog
No dog
No dog
No Bog
No dog
No bog
Bogdamn god