Topeka
I found God in a catalytic converter
In Topeka on a Monday night.
I taste blood every time I think of summer.
If that's true, I'm in for quite a treat,
Cause I'm beggin' for the sun in a mid-Missouri winter,
Waitin' desperately to get out of town.
No, you can't keep a good man down.
You've been known to obsess over the future.
Do you think you'll get away from the past?
As you stone yourself to make it through till midnight,
Consider what you might have found.
You think you've got a good thing now.
I found God a catalytic converter
In Topeka on a Monday night.
Every saint has a past, every sinner has a future,
So you know what keeps me hangin' around.
No, you can't keep a good man down.
From here on, you can count on all things going
The way they must've from the start.
(All you feel, all you feel)
All you feel is the current flowing through you
And seizing your infected heart.
I found God in a catalytic converter
In Topeka on a Monday night.
I found God in a catalytic converter
In Topeka on a Monday night.
Every saint has a past, every sinner has a future.
Saint has a past, every sinner has a future.
Saint has a past, every sinner has a future.
Saint has a past, every sinner has a future.
Sinner has a future
Autor(es): Tim Ferrell
