Don't alter my altar don't desecrate my shrine My church is the water and my home is underneath the shady pines Don't underestimate the spine in a poor man's back when it's against the wall and his future's black
One man's story is another man's shame I ain't bound for glory, I'm bound for flames Take to the woods boy, and cover up your tracks Go away child and don't look back
Sad is the lullaby from a mother's heart and soul when she knows her child has strayed from the foal The parish will perish by death's cruel hand and finish the job that fate began All that static in the attic, that's just an old drunk ghost His chains are rattlin' but his end is close Ain't no hell below and ain't no heaven above I came for the drinks but I stayed for the love
