There’s a mote in your eye
And no relief in sight
Hey nurse won’t you come when I call, when I call
Judas is on my right
Miss I have no time to play tonight
Nor for singing stupid lullabies
You know that’s why
There’s a beam in your eye
Ingrown
Oh, don’t leave me
I’m so lonely
And scared
And I’m getting so old
Fear is a revolving pain
Tilt-a-whirl for child bearers
That makes you unclean, and ashamed
I’m no prophet, self proclaimed
Fear is sulfur
Fear is an old man’s hand groping
Hell is
Put a coin next to my fear
These frights are oversized
These frights are oversized
Hell is
Hell is a girl wetting her bed
It’s true
You should give the devil his due
It’s wrong
It’s worse to have it in you
Angels with headlamps in white uniforms
Have come to release me from contracts with God
And I will come back like the prodigal sun
To burn down this nest where I am the most welcomed
There’s a thorn on your side
And no relief in sight
Hey father won’t you come
When I call, when I call you
Judas is on your side
Miss I have no time to play tonight
Nor for singing stupid lullabies
You know that’s why
Guilt is stabbed on your side
Ingrown