Daybreak comes with the devil’s hum A carcass starts to breathe Wakes one more time to try and find A place to count its teeth And scrub the cuts from yesterday’s Hot scuffle in the street Show me the door I need somewhere to go
Daylight Woke up hurting With tarmac to my side I woke up with dirty knees Not for the first time I woke up hurting Though I can’t quite say why I woke up hurting Woke up hurting
Slug through the day, sneak between The houses I have made And run sacred rivers up my sleeve Pills by mouth with lemonade As the hours slow down, they all clock out Of the cracked up daily grind I’m in a back back street, coming down I wait for the beam of light Show me the door I need somewhere to go
Midnight Woke up hurting With tarmac to my side I woke up with dirty knees Not for the first time I woke up hurting Though I can’t quite say why I woke up hurting Woke up hurting
If all these southern tales are true We should pray for abduction, pray it comes soon If all these southern tales are true Plan for Heaven, or Hell will do
If all these southern tales are true We should pray for abduction, pray it comes soon If all these southern tales are true Plan for Heaven, or Hell will do