Got a raindrop of the tip of my tongue If I get all I want I'll have to give you some I'm the beggar, the thorn in the brow I'm the cross you force and twist into the ground Butter so stiff that it wounds my bread Got a dew drop omelette on a trash can lid Ain't got no loafers to warm my feet Funny papers stimulate comic strip heat Crack vial breaking like a shotgun blast How long can the sounds of a cat fight last Howling at the moon for friends who have passed On sunday we'll fly black flags from the mast I've been hurting deep in my soul Does anybody have the time Holy Ghost Diesel is the smell of a mississippi grill Played trombone once for a delta dollar bill Pull the snow around me snug like a blanket of wool If I lie here to freeze to death I'd be another fox hole fool I got nothing new it's used, borrowed, and spent Good friday, ash wednesday, and a pocket full of lent Living in a box of cardboard and grit Made a window, made a sign, wouldn't mind working a little bit I've been hurting deep in my soul Does anybody have the time Holy Ghost I can't sleep, I can't think Life has pured me a glass that I can't drink The rim is jagged like a razor's blade And has left a scar that will never fade My thoughts are daggers on every nerve Life is a slow song with dirty words When I get to heaven will I wear a mask That is a question I must ask I've been hurting deep in my soul Does anybody have the time Holy Ghost