I peeked and I saw God masterbating on the night shift
If he’d been on guard at the graveyard he’d have caught the thief
She took you away from here left feeble and dumbstruck
If you had a mouth you’d scream about dead coyote dreams
Yes once a sinner but now a coward
And what about your own unholy matrimony
Clandestine and technicolor
I saw the birth of my mother
But nothing could have shown me what she ended up doing to you
No more songs to sing
No more bells to ring
No more gun to aim
No more God to blame

And now divorced now who’s the sinner
And who’s the saint
And who’s for dinner
What happens to the light when a tomb is forever sealed
Where does the heat go from a body that is never healed
When I hear night’s death song rising from the last breath of day
I see it not let a cry but accept it and give way