Some men walk on water,
and some run on wine,
I know that’s what you’ve heard…
It’s like that same ol’ song,
that is never done,
and it’s all repeats…

Though - you know there’s nothing there…( x2 )

You bring the Lord to shame,
in his finest hour,
And I don’t have a doubt…
You know it won’t take long,
‘till you go to sleep,
and then your nightmare begins…

Though - you know there’s nothing there…( x2 )

Well I damn you straight to hell…
You are worse than they all say that you are,
it’s a lost case…
Well I damn you straight away…
What is done you can’t just undo now,
and never again…

You’re just as sick as him,
it’s a goddamn shame,
and we all had hope…
Yeah I am the man,
that runs on casteroil,
that’s why I never stop…

Though - you know there’s nothing there…( x2 )

Well I damn you straight to hell…
You are worse than they all say that you are,
it’s a lost case…
Well I damn you straight away…
What is done you can’t just undo now,
and never again…