Time That Kills

The good Lord said man was made for working Just put a hammer in his hands Take it away and it'll start to break into a million little pieces Everybody else be damned He feels a different kind of anger It's a fiery kind of rage 'Cuz getting by sure ain't no life Just ask his kids and his ex wife Since he lost a workin' wage The devil loves some idle hands He wanders through the dying lands Like a lion looking for someone to kill In the end your only hope Is the power of some Holy Ghost 'Cuz it ain't the alcohol it ain't the pills It's the time that kills Politicians blame the preachers And the preachers blame the Lord Meanwhile out there in some holler He's hanging up that old blue collar 'Cuz he don't need it anymore The devil loves some idle hands He wanders through the dying lands Like a lion looking for someone to kill In the end your only hope Is the power of some Holy Ghost 'Cuz it ain't the alcohol it ain't the pills It's the time that kills In the valley of the shadows Ain't no sheep here left to chase Used to smell like a paper mill It's a different kind of smoke that fills your lungs Since the factory moved away The devil loves some idle hands He wanders through the dying lands Like a lion looking for someone to kill And in the end your only hope Is the power of some Holy Ghost 'Cuz it ain't the alcohol it ain't the pills It's the time that kills Umm it's the time that kills Oh ooh The good Lord said man was made for working Just put a hammer in his hands