Puritan Dirt Song

Give me Mother Mary's baby

and cocaine white..

A re-arranged kiss, with a virgin bride.

Oil from the Earth

and Dollars from the sky

I married a song who won't come home, and now I know why.

I use you like a tourniquet, well just remember you asked for this.

Well just remember you asked for this...

A President's mouth

and maybe his wife

a key to a city

and I'll show her a good time, here

I use you like a tourniquet, just remember you asked for this

True, (True!)

Look what i did to you.

It's too good to be True, (True!)

Still not as bad as what you've done to you...

Give me your deaf and your blind

For the ones that I made numb

I'll dance around to the sound of your gun, starin' into the sun

look at what I did to me, and look at what you've done to you

we'll get better as the days swallow themselves

cause this is all we know how to do....

How I'd kill to be clean.

And christened in the Holy Mud.

I'm a sinner in the hands... I'm a sinner in the hands

of a God that could use a good laugh, ha, ha, hah...