Jonah Tolchin - Godforsaken World lyrics

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Jonah Tolchin - Godforsaken World lyrics

Well I asked my babe to walk with me x3 Her mother would not let her daughter be. Well I asked the lord for the reason why x3 He's too drunk to come down from the sky Well lord I said I'm a simple man And mama well I'm doing the best I can If I follow my heart and speak my mind Don't get nothing back but blood and crying City's on fire, run to the woods, there ain't no left Don't you remember what you could, Could have done, times run out, flames creeping up, No water in the well to put it out. Honest man, Honest man come walk with me Tell me how do you live so peacefully Well he took out a needle and a sack of c**aine And said these things help me to stay sane. I said lord well if this is sanity Then I'll go wild I'll be insane for free Policeman, he walked up to me He said boy, come with me. Well they threw me, in the county jail He said don't ask questions, son don't rebel If we let you leave, son well you better walk right And he handed me the plans to the rest of my life Well I looked at the paper in my hand White-picket fence, two kids, a handyman Well it had the day I was to leave this old world Then he handed me a ring and told me the name of a girl. City's on fire, run to the woods, there ain't no left Don't you remember what you could, Could have done, times run out, flames creeping up, No water in the well to put it out. Well I contemplated suicide, They said that's illegal but good try I grabbed the pistol from policeman's belt Pulled the trigger down the officer fell. I laughed, felt better than a man could tell Said looks like the place for me is hell It couldn't be worse than this godforsaken world Couldn't be worse than this godforsaken world. City's on fire, run to the woods, there ain't no left Don't you remember what you could, Could have done, times run out, flames creeping up, No water in the well to put it out. Trains gone loose, thousand miles out Stuck in the desert times run out Throat's so dry whiskeys all we got No cure on board, Oh waters all run out