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