A Matter Of Time
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… (2x)
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… (2x)
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…