The Sick Man’s Prayer

The rich man he is lyin'
The preacher knows it, too
Take your punishment and the hunger fruit
Is hangin' low for you
The rich man he is lyin'
The preacher knows it, too
Like a six eye sand spider sittin' in wait for you
Like a six eye sand spider sittin' in wait for you
Like a six eye sand spider sittin' in wait for you

When the tumbrel calls
And you testify
Your equalise
With a tooth and eye
There's a house of tears
In the court of pain
You can disappear
Locks loose the chain
In the court of pain

Rich man feeds me needles
The preacher's stickin' pins
Help me remember and recall
Was there any truth at all?
With your two gun tango talkin' up the dead
With a nine millimetre and a shotgun to my head

When the tumbrel calls
And you testify
Your equalise
With a tooth and eye
There's a house of tears
In the call of pain
You can disappear
Locks loose the chain
In the court of pain

Through the crimson years
Wash and weep
Make me clean
Let me sleep
In the house of tears

Yes, you might now have guessed
That I'm kind of obsessed
With my stuttering doubt
I'd be so lost without
Like the grease on a ghost
Slippin' on my disease
I'm devoted to please
Keep me down on my knees

Build through demolition
Locks loose the chain
Victory is my submission
In the court of pain

The rich man he is lyin'
The preacher knows it too
Help me remember and recall
Was there any truth at all
Help me remember
Oh, help me recall
Help me

There's a house of tears
Help me remember
In the court of pain
Help me recall
You can disappear
Help me remember
Locks loose the chain
Help me remember
In the house of tears
Help me recall
You can disappear
Help me remember
In the house of tears
You can disappear

Build through demolition
Locks will loose the chain
Victory is my submission
In the court of pain
You can disappear