Tigers On Trains - Muhammad lyrics

I see Muhammad at the end of his life, The devil bird escaping his mouth He had sung the sweetest songs to me I see Vietnam collecting our blood, and John's reflection in the black wall He was sad, but he was finally free And I see four horsemen, four prophets Four arms of a cross leaning upon you You were spending all your Sundays counting And I see twenty demons for every man Who falls asleep next to his fortune He is stone and you are stone and I am stone And I'm wrestling the blue-skinned bull His pulling veins are full Rivers of disbelief And I'm talking to the ten foot man with the axe in his hand For some reason he knows me I see Babylon pa**ed out on the floor Don't know whether I should wake him His alarm is ringing out my ear drums I see six directions all at one time And seven sleepers now surround me A hundred years of never knowing what it's like My memory's a no good cheat His fertile crescent greed is starting to sting my tongue Now I'm looking for a sun burnt God With a straight-eye shot Yeah he owes me some favors Well I see corporations buying our souls, Putting heaven out of business Anything to k** the competition And I see eleven year old's waving their guns, Fighting wars their fathers started Just trying to make an honest living And I've seen twenty years inside of this trench, Pa**ing time and dodging bullets Well it's fine if you can take the violence But I'll see d**h before I see any rest, Maybe that's the way it should be So I think it's best to just cover my eyes