the darkened that i was sad
and shattered down on city road
the beat a halt in time???
somebody's shouting at your door
her name is tearing at your sleep
with greed and greedy teeth
jesus day down on the road
where nothing in me sings
i got to wear my wedding suit
put on a shirt and wash my face
i've got my pocket full of holes
and with a hand i feel my rings
a monkey's dogging at my heals
and at the side i paint it black
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