Natural Disaster Baptism
Heath McNease
I'm at your wishing well
Just had to wish you well
Baptist- born and raised
Backwater sick as hell
And what my lips could tell
And they commit to sell
Will force the question
How you'll all love this crippled male
No typical day;
Phase one of the biblical plague
Come on in and get another
…With his infinite ways
Rich grapes 'til the mix shakes
Cinnamon and a little mint never delayed
Page a plan, hit demand
…With his fragrant hands
Aid with the snakes' head
'Said take now and make it a place…
The foundations are caving in
Chair don't stay where the table is
Unfortunate…
Where the natives live
If I'm about to die,
Then I'm gonna step outside,
Let the nothing sweep me up
Into this hellish sky
We knew we had this coming;
No use in panic running
Natural disaster baptism
Just sold my head or something
[Chorus:]
Let it rain 'til the levee breaks
Baptize the streets
Oh, too much blood on my hands
Any way we'll ever be clean?
I say, who's that peeking at my window?
Who's that knocking at my door?
Oh, angels follow me home
'Swear I've never seen it before
I'm at your wishing well
Just had to wish you well
If people perish,
It's probably 'cause their vision failed
I never kiss and tell,
But we sipping hell
I swear Marvin Gaye never worked
So friggin' well
So dark at the edge of your town
Like I'm walking on burial ground
Like I'm dark in burial shroud, here,
Get me down from the merry-go-round
…My little mullet
If this's about to end,
Then bring the waterworks
My final prayer just went off Amsterdam
For what it's worth
In the name of father, son and holy spirit,
The minute you get in it, you don't hear it,
So don't fear it
[Chorus]
Father, I ain't seeing you, father,
Father, I've been looking hard
Ain't seen you since you caught my hand
Inside the cookie jar
From the tree of knowledge
The snake, it seemed to vanish
But sister ... swallowed
Ate a piece to see the solace
No love, no sun, no Iliad songs
Just… Songs
We sleep while dropping them… bombs
And saying stuff on the phone
…the look of the people…
Just look like a Libyan Throng
[Chorus]
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