[Spoken Intro: Mike Roe]
Atlanta. Right? Hahaha!
I got a feelin'
I'll be headin' down for good
I got that feelin'
I ain't never gonna do the things I should
I'm caught in this world
Heaven-sent but hell-possessed
Feeling grey since my black went white
Yes means no, and no means yes
I do believe
I finally need a savior at last
I never saw the need before, but now
That time has passed
No ifs, ands, or buts
This old world done kicked my little Midwestern white ass, hahaha!
Between fantasy and the cold hard truth
Between the cool and the uncouth
But I resonate
To the piercing eyes of God I saw in my youth
Where did He go?
And what is He thinking about me now?
Am I a delight to Him or
Little more than an unholy cow? Yeah
Moo, moo, baby
I feel I been milked down, brown how now, brown cow, yeah
[Spoken Outro: Mike Roe]
Thank you. We need the sevens! Enough of that rock and roll. Devil music.