Holy Hells

I went looking for the devil

In a golden suit on a Saturday night

Used to travel with a knife in my boot

And under my head

Guess I’ll do whatever I do to feel free

And If you’re gonna get me down

honey do it right

Holy hells flying around you

Psychedelic interventions

Call the number on the wall girl

hope you get the right extension

Oh I get it

You decide, dictate and police

Whatever you do don’t pray for me

Well it's not your right

Would that I was where I am not

But I do see right my love

Your world poison path molasses,

My love, angry as the sun