from waters to the west i settled down but in the belly of the city i carve my ground and as the days go by and the seasons change a red tide comes in from the bay
there goes cookie with his knife there goes cookie with his knife there goes cookie with his knife
i took a dirty, dirty wind from my chest and blew it down to the water's edge
there goes cookie with his knife there goes cookie with his knife there goes cookie with his knife
i'm gonna take off my clothes, and empty my bones into the river i'm gonna take off my clothes, and empty my bones into the river i'm gonna take off my clothes, and empty my bones into the river
i took the wind and made it speak and woke up all the freaks i taught the cripples how to walk and send them running to the peaks
they were naked, they were raw i drew a line down in the sand and made them fight a war
but they ran around in circles so i rationed all their thoughts i took away their systems, i took away their laws
and some were on their knees, and some were swinging from the trees and the ones left to walk in sync
that i could rain, rain on this whole parade and watch it roll, watch it roll away..