Chickahominy

(앨범: Dear Bo Jackson - 2013)

Each knife that's in the kitchen made of drugs out by the stairs and there were empty rooms the devil looms and tries to keep you there
Talked hours about nothin in the corner by himself with the rifle and a bible screamin, "Nobody helps"
Tell me why, chickahominy

I saw crosses on the road sir, just as far as I can see and they were crooked hangin carpenters pumpin electricity
No one stopped to take em down, they all let him do his job cause he kept lights on in the houses and brought sinners back to God

Tell me why should I believe you when I've been makin it along this road just fine?
Tell me why should I believe you when all I see along these roads are powerlines?

Starin at the sunlight won't bring him back to life
Send a letter to his mother, he had children and a wife
But to hordes of rats and roaches and the homes that held us all, he'll remember us tomorrow from the hymns that haunt these halls
Tell me why, chickahominy

He's alive in the morning with a firey fork and tongue, keep mistaking truth from virtue and then blamed it on his son
I was held up on the highway by a crooked farmer's wife who learned to shoot from her husband and then started her own life

Tell me why should I believe you when I've been makin it along this road just fine?
Tell me why should I believe you when all I see along these roads are powerlines?
Tell me why
Oh, tell me why chickahominy