
Date of issue: 14.09.2011
Song language: English
With Extreme Prejudice |
Some people make it a habit of not working on the sabbath |
Waking up the next morning to pray |
And whether it be a life revision, or a color television |
Thanking Jesus they’ll receive it one day |
Some people pull their optimism over their eyes |
Just pretending that they know what to do |
And I know I’m slightly rusty, girl, you’re gonna have to trust me |
Keep a realistic point of view |
Well scarcely, can I blame them? |
'Cause it’s hard enough to name them |
But we see them everyday on TV, so take a walk with me |
And understand who’s in command and let it pan the left and the right |
Sufficient tonight, omniscient I might |
Keep you in my sight, don’t let yourself slip |
'Cause tossing in the dice starts with losing your grip |
So forsake your only baby, maybe you can get away |
Before the sun begins to pick up the dew |
Woman, keep it in your vision, it’s a hard enough decision |
Keep a realistic point of view |
If you’re leaving my sight |
You had better open your eyes |
And take my hand by the end of the night |
If I should ever lay you down, lay you down |
It’s as simple as at monasteries, clasping your hands |
Living life a loading level prior to the promise land |
So my man, stop the waiting and debating, «What's next?» |
Perplexed, and yes, the entire situation’s a mess |
So progress, finesse, final insinuation what’s left |
And the best, I guess I missed, wait, I lift it |
The tide that drifts it may not fix it |
For fear of fierce fire fury fights for the wicks, kid |
Triple six did the trick to shatter the brain |
And sustain the painful knowledge that the future will bring |
Yeah but you know, I say fuck it, do what though wilt |
Not opposed to all the choices that Iscariot felt |
Consider this a warning, you’ll envision by the morning |
But it’s better just to think it through |
With your pupils dilated and your mind on what I stated |
Keep a realistic point of view |
Poor Jesus, mother Mary, heaven’s closed today |
Saint Peter, saint Peter, turn my soul away |
Mother Mary, poor Jesus, let us try again |
Holy Father, spirit within, send another son to us to die for our sin |
Poor Jesus, mother Mary, heavens closed today |
Saint Peter, saint Peter, turn my soul away |
Mother Mary, poor Jesus, let us try again |
Holy Father, spirit within, send another son to us to die for our sin |