I'm sitting at this table I painted a shiny red
With a bowl full of oranges, a candle and a half a cigarette
I turn on the radio watch the tubes begin to glow
And the light flickers with the voice of one who knows

Take me to the river
Wash me in the water
He sings to me, to the fallen (water)
And I hear him singing out

I'm nervous in my skin I feel it has been read (rent)
And the mess that's seeping out
Only the devil could have sent
Wash me in the water
Get rid of the evidence
She is standing on the bank
Prayin' for water to take my breath

Take me to the river
Wash me in the water
He sings to me, to the fallen
And I hear him singing out (say do it now)

My muscles have grown weary dragging this cloak of frogs
(Now mosses have grown where he dragged in his cloak of frogs)
And I cried when the deal was struck
Oh please no gun
For I am a murderer hidden in a gasoline shroud
You were my healer you were my match
I was gonna burn this damn thing down

Writer : BEAN, IRWIN
Copyright : Lyrics © BUG MUSIC