Bring Out Your Book

To the bar at midnight
Susan’s my right hand
I’m all the water in Mexico
And she is the sand

And I didn’t mean to hurt you
But I gotta be what I am
The truth is there’s just not enough time
In the history of man

So bring out your priest
Bring out your book
Put me down on my knees
Take me down to the river
And dunk me in the water
If you think it might help me please

But there’s no way that God can save me now
There’s nothing that God will do
There’s no way that God will save me now
There’s nothing that God will do for me now

The first one comes out hungry
The second one meets the day
The third one feels that nobody loves him
And the fourth one finds a way

And to my sons I’m sorry
Come see me when you’re grown
Pull on my beard, and punch me in the belly
And tell me how much you own

And bring out your priest
Bring out your book
Put me down on my knees
Take me down to the river
And drown me in the water
If you think you might find some peace

But there’s no way that God will save you now
There’s nothing that God will do
There’s no way that God will save you now
There’s nothing that God will do for you now

I was once 9 years old
I was once 13
I was once 21
And once I had a dream

All the people that I know
Look like animals to me
Some are sheep, and some are wolves
And some are hardly free

So bring out your priest
Bring out your book
Put me up on your knee
Down to the river
Float me in the water
If you think it might help me see

But there’s no way that God will save us now
There’s nothing that God will do
There’s no way that God will save us now
There’s nothing that God will do for us now

There’s nothing that God will do for us now
There’s nothing that God will do for us now