I'm seven years old, am I both ties or skin?
Can I get somebody in Jesus Christ in a brown velvet suit?
All the girls that dress like angels, how sweetly they say
I'll be not afraid of all those delicate rags
They're trailing scuts of God, they're trailing scuts of God, they're trailing scuts of God, best of none
It's five years later and I'm on my knees again
I'm here to comfort what my parents began
And I promised to abstain from intoxicating liquor, but the flesh is weak and my face was never stronger
They're trailing scuts of God, they're trailing scuts of God, best of none
I know how I played along, cause it's been a rich scene of some
And though it's late for me, can I bring myself to me, this life's been burning too long
Sometimes in my jeans, I've been carried to your bedroom, skipping all Saturday night
For some solid abuse, it has the world's spot around
And I ease to the floor, most spent never to get by sir
Keep the wolf from the door, they're trailing scuts of God
They're trailing scuts of God, they're trailing scuts of God, best of none
I've drifted far from your awareness, but let's go
I've drifted far from your awareness, but let's go
I've drifted far from your awareness, but let's go
I've drifted far from your awareness, but let's go
You
