Good Book

I'm more lost than found

I'm a sinful man

So Put your good book down

Take your holy ground

I'll take my sinking sand

So Put your good book down

Welcome to my hell

Just go and save yourself

Look where the angels fell

You just might find me there

Ohhhh hey

Ohhhh hey

Ohhhh hey

Ohhhh hey

I've got thorns and crowns

Nail holes in my hands

Put your good book down

I've got some blood poured out

Cups filled up with red

So put your good book down

Welcome to my hell

Just go and save yourself

Look where the angels fell

You just might find me there

Ohhhh hey

Ohhhh hey

Ohhhh hey

Ohhhh hey

Ohhhh hey

Ohhhh hey

Ohhhh hey

Ohhhh hey

Heard the burning bush

Stopped and warmed my hands

Paid with flesh in pounds

Felt the spirit move

Felt him curse this land

So put your good book down

Ohhhh hey

Ohhhh hey

Ohhhh hey

Ohhhh hey

Ohhhh hey

Ohhhh hey

Ohhhh hey

Ohhhh hey

You can never save this unholy roller!

You can never save this unholy roller!

You can never save this unholy roller!

You can never save this unholy roller!

You can never save this unholy roller!

You can never save this unholy roller!