I’m the first man up to toe the line,
Shot down,
Light up whiskey bottles of turpentine,
Written out a eulogy for anyone who tries to cross my path,
I fill the ranks of saints and sinners, the futures and the aftermaths.
Say a prayer for me,
God knows I can’t control myself,
A new storm’s coming, and it won’t be long,
Mama said I was a no good son,
I think it’s time for me to make my mark,
Headlines and police cars,
A tragedy from the start.
I’m the poison in the well,
I’m the fruit rotting on the vine,
You still don’t believe me?
Out of many will come one,
Let the gates of Hell swing wide for me,
You still don’t believe me?
Say a prayer for me,
God knows I can’t control myself,
A new storm’s coming, and it won’t be long,
Mama said I was a no good son,
I think it’s time for me to make my mark,
Headlines and police cars,
A tragedy from the start.
It’s a new religion, come get in line,
Hellhounds are barking; they’re close behind,
A promised land awaits this odd man out, and it’s all mine,
You just lead and I will follow.
Say a prayer for me,
God knows I can’t control myself,
A new storm’s coming, and it won’t be long,
Mama said I was a no good son,
I think it’s time for me to make my mark,
Headlines and police cars,
A tragedy from the start.
I’m the poison in the well,
I’m the fruit rotting on the vine,
You still don’t believe me?
