I’ve seen you on the side of the road Lined your pockets with pills But the powder bag, he can hold a grudge With your head, heart, stomach and lungs
You had a dragon to chase Spread out, blood on your face And you’re oh so ungratefully dead Your sister is crying, your mother looks cold You can follow your father to bed
On and on, I’ve never been here before Hail Jerry full of grace
Please seat yourself usher of the times Won’t recognize you Please seat yourself usher of the times Won’t recognize you
I’ve seen you on the side of the road Lined your pockets with pills But the powder bag, he can hold a grudge With your head, heart, stomach and lungs
So it goes...
Please seat yourself usher of the times Won’t recognize you Please seat yourself usher of the times Won’t recognize you