BOG

I've been stomping through the marsh with my hair on fire I've been crawling through the dark on a tight-rope wire While you lay down on your comfy blankets and quilts While I'm a manic mother fucker on mahogany stilts Come on! I've been waiting for the Earth's white dwarf to peek through I hope Jesus grabs the tab when the bill comes due While you get so high you float up out into outer space And God said "Son, you tripped too hard and skinned your face" Now come on, give me something I can work with Now come on, give me something I can work with Now come on, give me something I can work with Now come on, come on, come on, come on! I've been waiting in the swamp with my heart in flames I've been wading through crowds where I know no names Got my feet in the bog and my soul in pain And my hands in the forge, but they're tied in chains Dragging me down! Down You keep pulling me Down Push me in and pulling me Down You keep pushing me, pulling me Down I've been waiting in the swamp with my heart in flames I've been wading through crowds where I know no names Got my feet in the bog and my soul in pain And my hands in the forge, but they're tied in chains I've been waiting through the swamp with my heart in flames I've been wading through crowds where I know no names Got my feet in the bog and my soul in pain And my hands in the forge, but they are tied I've been waiting!