Philistines and Muddy Waters

Philistines and Muddy Waters

Lyrics and music by Poncho Nevárez

Lyrics by Terry Canales

BMI Music Publishing 2020; Copyright Alfonso Nevarez, Jr.

Philistines and Muddy Waters

Bible beaters thrust upon us

Spouting verses from a book

They really don’t believe

Cupboard’s bare, cry in your pasture

Mama said they’re coming at you

I never really worry

Cause I ain’t got much to give

I speak in tongues

To further some old place I left behind

I can’t accept this courtesy,

It soaks my feeble mind.

From Death Valley

To your mountains

Casting pennies in your fountains

Just a foot below the water

Where we drown in all our dreams

Coal black soul

Rolls in your thunder

Looking for a heart to plunder

I can’t bear to smile

There ain’t nothing here that’s real

And I speak in tongues

To further some old place I left behind

I can’t accept this courtesy,

It soaks my feeble mind.

I speak in tongues

To further some old place I left behind

No I can’t accept this courtesy,

It soaks my feeble mind.

Philistines and Muddy Waters

Philistines and Muddy Waters