BOG

I've been stomping through the marsh with my hair on fire

I've been crawling through the dark on a tight-rope wire

While you lay down on your comfy blankets and quilts

While I'm a manic mother fucker on mahogany stilts

Come on!

I've been waiting for the Earth's white dwarf to peek through

I hope Jesus grabs the tab when the bill comes due

While you get so high you float up out into outer space

And God said "Son, you tripped too hard and skinned your face"

Now come on, give me something I can work with

Now come on, give me something I can work with

Now come on, give me something I can work with

Now come on, come on, come on, come on!

I've been waiting in the swamp with my heart in flames

I've been wading through crowds where I know no names

Got my feet in the bog and my soul in pain

And my hands in the forge, but they're tied in chains

Dragging me down!

Down

You keep pulling me

Down

Push me in and pulling me

Down

You keep pushing me, pulling me

Down

I've been waiting in the swamp with my heart in flames

I've been wading through crowds where I know no names

Got my feet in the bog and my soul in pain

And my hands in the forge, but they're tied in chains

I've been waiting through the swamp with my heart in flames

I've been wading through crowds where I know no names

Got my feet in the bog and my soul in pain

And my hands in the forge, but they are tied

I've been waiting!