I've got a clearspot, a devilish psalm
But nobody's home to fix the alarm, no
Disgruntled woman, enchanted stains
We're tempted by god but nothing remains
Hey boys we speak better than young men
But will be better than than an old man,
Honey, you'll see
Hey boys we speak better than young men
But will be better than than an old man,
Honey, you'll see
My faith is hungry like a whale's frozen toes,
Steal cap fingers and nobody knows
It's raining concrete a tunnel wind blows
Stones on my column the path that I chose
Na na na na...
(You ain't better than the rest)
