[00:22.496]Muddy down the mountainside
[00:25.533]Aging wolf in rotting hide
[00:28.585]Glaring at the feral tide
[00:30.788]A human being borderline
[00:35.274]Carnal is a normal mode (that’s that)
[00:38.081]****ing all the men in droves (that’s that)
[00:41.374]Son of god is never home
[00:43.587]When I come knocking on that door
[00:49.660]The awful volume
[00:52.426]The stink of the sea
[00:55.733]In soiled sails crusted over
[00:58.835]It hurts me when I breathe
[01:06.988]Howdy to all of the morning light
[01:11.111]And the hair that has solidified
[01:13.349]Carnal is a normal mode (that’s that)
[01:16.730]****ing all the men in droves (that’s that)
[01:19.780]Son of god is never home
[01:21.972]So I stopped knocking, I never knock anymore
[01:27.752]The awful volume
[01:30.802]The stink of the sea
[01:34.167]In soiled sails crusted over
[01:37.442]It hurts when I breathe
[01:40.511]The awful volume
[01:43.585]The stink of the sea
[01:46.964]Love that circles drains and reason
[01:50.245]And hurts me when I breathe
[02:18.667]The awful volume
[02:22.026]The stink of the sea
[02:25.337]In soiled sails crusted over
[02:28.879]It hurts when I breathe
[02:31.721]The awful volume
[02:34.738]The stink of the sea
[02:38.093]In soiled sails crusted over
[02:56.075]And everybody’s on their knees
[03:02.030]And everybody’s on their knees
[03:08.752]And everybody’s on their knees
[03:14.758]And everybody’s on their knees
[03:20.993]And everybody’s on their knees
[03:27.528]And everybody’s on their knees
[03:34.440]And everybody’s on their knees
[03:40.401]And everybody’s on their knees

Muddy down the mountainside
Aging wolf in rotting hide
Glaring at the feral tide
A human being borderline
Carnal is a normal mode (that’s that)
****ing all the men in droves (that’s that)
Son of god is never home
When I come knocking on that door
The awful volume
The stink of the sea
In soiled sails crusted over
It hurts me when I breathe
Howdy to all of the morning light
And the hair that has solidified
Carnal is a normal mode (that’s that)
****ing all the men in droves (that’s that)
Son of god is never home
So I stopped knocking, I never knock anymore
The awful volume
The stink of the sea
In soiled sails crusted over
It hurts when I breathe
The awful volume
The stink of the sea
Love that circles drains and reason
And hurts me when I breathe
The awful volume
The stink of the sea
In soiled sails crusted over
It hurts when I breathe
The awful volume
The stink of the sea
In soiled sails crusted over
And everybody’s on their knees
And everybody’s on their knees
And everybody’s on their knees
And everybody’s on their knees
And everybody’s on their knees
And everybody’s on their knees
And everybody’s on their knees
And everybody’s on their knees