The Walker

歌詞

I picked up a doe from the side of the road and she Was gone I made a pair of shoes from the skin on her back and She lives on I was digging for gold in the rubble of a Catholic church I found I wine bottle and a cardboard box that I had to search I found a blue bandana in a rusted out garbage can While everybody thinking themselves to death I just Use my hands I should keep this little Jesus He got his hands on his sacred heart But I can only fit the holy spirit in this shopping cart I see a million empty faces on their way to a living hell I see them fall out of the DMV in a satanic spell I never chose to sell my soul just to pay the bills I never had that kind of a job and I never will Oh no, I'm not up to much I'm just walking around