Snakeskin

I was born already nailed to the cross, I was born with a feeling I was lost, I was born with the ability to talk, I was born with a snake-like walk. I was trippin' now on a city cloak, They were separated then within sunlight shroud, I was born a crippled man on my back, I was natural, I was geographic black. I was dreaming of a man with a neon back, I was dreaming of a man with a heart attack, I lost my marbles all over the pink, pink cage, I tried to find a cable that was engaged. I was lost in that home for the aged and lonely, I cried and I choked, I was sick and I was boney, I was feelin' kinda hell, I was feelin' kinda lonely, In a time was erased, yeah but, I was so homely.