I peeked and I saw God masterbating on the night shift If he’d been on guard at the graveyard he’d have caught the thief She took you away from here left feeble and dumbstruck If you had a mouth you’d scream about dead coyote dreams Yes once a sinner but now a coward And what about your own unholy matrimony Clandestine and technicolor I saw the birth of my mother But nothing could have shown me what she ended up doing to you No more songs to sing No more bells to ring No more gun to aim No more God to blame
And now divorced now who’s the sinner And who’s the saint And who’s for dinner What happens to the light when a tomb is forever sealed Where does the heat go from a body that is never healed When I hear night’s death song rising from the last breath of day I see it not let a cry but accept it and give way
