Cut price booze and cardboard bed
Concrete slab for my head
Old worn out coat and shoes
All the badges of cut price booze
Now I lay me down to sleep
Counting demons instead of sheep
Oh Jesus if you are mine
Turn the water into wine
My god is here within this tin
Its a battle I can not win
I need a drink, I need it now
To pacify my fevered brow
Pray for me in my sorrow
Or spare a pound for tomorrow
This shop doorway is my roof
My bible says 40 proof.
Just trying to see from another perspective, through the eyes of a desperate soul.
Just trying to see from another perspective, through the eyes of a desperate soul.
