For how he's suffered me
Pity my brother
Through nameless towns
For how he's suffered me
And cold prairie
Through nameless towns
For restless women
And cold prairie
At the end of the line
For restless women
Who tendered checks for
At the end of the line
A promise divine
Who tendered checks for
Cash as quick as vegas
A promise divine
Like vegas in a dream
I work this charismatic ruse
Cash as quick as vegas
For my brothers peace and being
Like vegas in a dream
Sittin tight in moline
I work this charismatic ruse
The money on the bed
For my brothers peace and being
With every memory sharp to me
Sittin tight in moline
And the fear of times ahead
The money on the bed
With every memory sharp to me
Chorus
And the fear of times ahead
Maybe the good book
Came from the divine
(chorus)
Or maybe it was written
Maybe the good book
Just to keep us in line
Came from the divine
The mistakes of the sages
Or maybe it was written
Make the rules for the fools
Just to keep us in line
So father forgive me
The mistakes of the sages
For bendin the rules...
Make the rules for the fools
So father forgive me
Well, mister he improved some
For bendin the rules....
With the money I scammed
Some days his light shines as bright
Well, mister he improved some
As the light of the promised land
With the money I scammed
Death was often something
Some days his light shines as bright
We freely would discuss
As the light of the promised land
When he was ten and I was twelve
Death was often something
And the spectre would often brush
We freely would discuss
In and out of treatments
When he was ten and I was twelve
Since twenty months of age
And the spectre would often brush
At eighteen the insurance
No longer would maintain
In and out of treatments
And my old man in the kitchen
Since twenty months of age
His hands upon his face
At eighteen the insurance
Did weep to shake his very soul
No longer would maintain
In the darkness of this place
And my old man in the kitchen
His hands upon his face
Chorus
Did weep to shake his very soul
In the darkness of this place
Hold me saint christopher
Over every county line
(chorus)
Overlook my blasphemy
For the sake of buying time
Hold me saint christopher
Grant him days of laughter
Over every county line
Bestow me clemency
Overlook my blasphemy
He sleeps soft in the back seat
For the sake of buying time
His freedom from ordeal
Grant him days of laughter
To every ruddy youngster
Bestow me clemency
Off free in summers fields
He sleeps soft in the back seat
And every young lass poised to claim
His freedom from ordeal
Her share of what love yields
To all the grieving angels
To every ruddy youngster
And the litany of saints
Off free in summers fields
I am my brothers keeper
And every young lass poised to claim
To what end decides the fates
Her share of what love yields
To all the grieving angels
Chorus
And the litany of saints
I am my brothers keeper
To what end decides the fates
(chorus)
Pity my brother For how he's suffered me Pity my brother Through nameless towns For how he's suffered me And cold prairie Through nameless towns For restless women And cold prairie At the end of the line For restless women Who tendered checks for At the end of the line A promise divine Who tendered checks for Cash as quick as vegas A promise divine Like vegas in a dream I work this charismatic ruse Cash as quick as vegas For my brothers peace and being Like vegas in a dream Sittin tight in moline I work this charismatic ruse The money on the bed For my brothers peace and being With every memory sharp to me Sittin tight in moline And the fear of times ahead The money on the bed With every memory sharp to me Chorus And the fear of times ahead Maybe the good book Came from the divine (chorus) Or maybe it was written Maybe the good book Just to keep us in line Came from the divine The mistakes of the sages Or maybe it was written Make the rules for the fools Just to keep us in line So father forgive me The mistakes of the sages For bendin the rules... Make the rules for the fools So father forgive me Well, mister he improved some For bendin the rules.... With the money I scammed Some days his light shines as bright Well, mister he improved some As the light of the promised land With the money I scammed Death was often something Some days his light shines as bright We freely would discuss As the light of the promised land When he was ten and I was twelve Death was often something And the spectre would often brush We freely would discuss In and out of treatments When he was ten and I was twelve Since twenty months of age And the spectre would often brush At eighteen the insurance No longer would maintain In and out of treatments And my old man in the kitchen Since twenty months of age His hands upon his face At eighteen the insurance Did weep to shake his very soul No longer would maintain In the darkness of this place And my old man in the kitchen His hands upon his face Chorus Did weep to shake his very soul In the darkness of this place Hold me saint christopher Over every county line (chorus) Overlook my blasphemy For the sake of buying time Hold me saint christopher Grant him days of laughter Over every county line Bestow me clemency Overlook my blasphemy He sleeps soft in the back seat For the sake of buying time His freedom from ordeal Grant him days of laughter To every ruddy youngster Bestow me clemency Off free in summers fields He sleeps soft in the back seat And every young lass poised to claim His freedom from ordeal Her share of what love yields To all the grieving angels To every ruddy youngster And the litany of saints Off free in summers fields I am my brothers keeper And every young lass poised to claim To what end decides the fates Her share of what love yields To all the grieving angels Chorus And the litany of saints I am my brothers keeper To what end decides the fates (chorus) Explain Request ×
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