Sounds Wrong
you try so many waysand you look how that sounds
You got me telling me the difference between night and day
I thank the lordI wouldn't have it any other way
If these things sound wrong to you well they should
Jehovah's witness and the setting sun He gave me a leaflet
I gave him my gun
He fears for my life
He's afraid of my son I got down on my knees
And I kissed his polished tongues I heard
I was a member of the I.C.F. I eat vermicelli, but I'm Irish at best
I Shoot for the stars
And I fuck the moon
If the lighthouse gets in the way
I'll curse it too