Some men walk on water, and some run on wine, I know that’s what you’ve heard… It’s like that same ol’ song, that is never done, and it’s all repeats…
Though - you know there’s nothing there…( x2 )
You bring the Lord to shame, in his finest hour, And I don’t have a doubt… You know it won’t take long, ‘till you go to sleep, and then your nightmare begins…
Though - you know there’s nothing there…( x2 )
Well I damn you straight to hell… You are worse than they all say that you are, it’s a lost case… Well I damn you straight away… What is done you can’t just undo now, and never again…
You’re just as sick as him, it’s a goddamn shame, and we all had hope… Yeah I am the man, that runs on casteroil, that’s why I never stop…
Though - you know there’s nothing there…( x2 )
Well I damn you straight to hell… You are worse than they all say that you are, it’s a lost case… Well I damn you straight away… What is done you can’t just undo now, and never again…