Lonely At the Drop

As the host laid the table, this is what she said The son was crucified and you might be as well I told her I could never love a god who threatens and cajoles He will never be my boss Lonely at the drop Skinny and confused It must get lonely on that cross I mean shit you've paid your dues It must be hard to reconcile it with the larceny in your soul You will never be my boss, never be my boss You have the right to remain everybody said you died in vain A sad and permanent solution to a temporary problem While we're down here trying to make some sense of the seismic Devastation You will never be my boss, it must get lonely at the drop You have the right to remain everybody said you died in vain A sad and permanent solution to a temporary problem While we're down here trying to make some sense of the seismic Devastation It must get lonely at the drop, I hope you weren't lonely at the Drop