Mike Doughty - Ossining lyrics

Put my faith in the price of mud And my lord shall match the pounds, Ten thousand days and a night spelunking k** my years in the lightning round, Confound it Why not Seek Ossining These threes and foursomes Abounded, Why not Seek Ossining This time around? No, not a maze, but like blazed-out inner star Disclosed completely in a plain film canister