Coffins and Crosses

In the church yard on the top of the hill is where I fall to bended knees God must listen to my grievous chant for it is here will make my peace I tried to do good and hear what he said but right now all is wrought For when I do my deeds and at the end of the day I feel all is for naught Coffins and Crosses Like wins and losses Misconstrued by naïve man I have done things friends and kin that would make a billy goat puke Dark of night in the light of the day is where I will prefer to spook Coffins and Crosses Like wins and losses There is no meaning in life For I am not an ordinary man one that sways and bends and breaks I do what I want I fuck what I can and what I can't earn I will take The path before me is not what I want but it is up to the tolling bell For God your creature must surely know me and I condemned to hell Coffins and Crosses Like wins and losses All rot in the fallow ground again