Bring Me The Head Of The Preacher Man

Following desire in your eyes
you’re mine you’re mine all mine
following the signs … in your mind
you’re mine, you’re mine, all mine
bring me the head of the preacher
man in the sickening daze …
o the rotting sun washes down
the moonshine boys
the vultures drool
… they pluck the gold dust from his eyes
and pick his bones until they’re clean
the book of sorrows — the american dreams
bring me the head of the preacher man
on the blazing trail
heaven holds lonestar promise el dorado —
the insane theatre, once more we rise
to drain the last of liquid sleep
the gift of chance
eating the worm … as the v{por drops and dances
and everything stops and dances
bring me the head of the preacher man
we tumble down these lonely days
we tumble down