Time-out
The lights have tricked down
Like in this circus that goes round and round
Bigger and better boys and girls judge
Cuz they have never seen hell as deep
If I am still living
When these thoughts and feelings pass
I will no longer want to be here
I will move far away
And have babies
With a really nice man
Who calls me his baby
Oh this town
How it reminds me if being
Baptized in the river late at night
Then again in fire
Where is the Holy Spirit
They speak of?
If there is a God
He's kind of a lousy fuck!