I felt a kind of pity And all that sort

You could have got down on your knees you could

The moon is over there Covered up with sores Lighting

Cows, pigs, wars and witches again News hot from the

I’m going on my hands and knees The beer has

First one Better than the last one But they wouldn’t

Mostly unseen And you know it The time is passing

I came from the Bible land The news damage me

Go against the tide Forget your pain And feel yourself

Between my bones and my skin There’s blood and there’s