Coricidin Bottle

(アルバム： The Grifter's Hymnal - 2012)

Said my prayers to the old black Gods
Tied a string around some chicken bones
I set 'em on fire and I crossed my heart
I tuned up the Kay and the Silvertone

I rubbed my hands across the Tolex scars
Took the laces out of my tennis shoes
And I can't live with a 60-cycle hum
Has anybody here got a 50 watt fuse?

I laid down a groove like a monkey getting off
I was stomping on the kick, pounding on the tom
If you ever get to heaven say "Woo, thank you"
If you ever get scared say the 23rd psalm

Got a Coricidin bottle that I use as slide
And a woman sweet as a tootsie roll
When she kissing and licking and cussing and grinding
Shakes her mortal coil round my amaranthine soul