Gutter Punk

It is such a pity when there are no words to say

Just stick with me baby cuz I always find a way

I stay with the dying and I do not look away

I’m on a roll now

Living in the city but I cannot pay my rent

Scratching out a living like a neuropathic itch

Made it past security and straight into a ditch

I’m on a roll now

Creation groans I’m awestruck

Like a payday loan back the truck up

Spill your drink spill your guts

Drunk In the gutter like a gutter punk

I can’t afford to live in this economy

The Spirit of the Lord has got a hold on me

Buckle up if you insist

Drinking of this eucharist

I’m gonna tell the devil that I will not sell my soul

I’m a dog returning to his vomit like a bone

The scorpion is waiting for me underneath the stone

I’m on a roll now

Landed on my knees Hit a fever pitch

Prayed a fervent prayer but it doesn’t make sense

I’m an open wound singing songs like this

Hear me cry out now

Get me to the church, get me to the bar

Even if it hurts I wanna be where you are

You’re the second place prize, close but no cigar

Hear me cry out now