Behind the filthy walls of smoke
They might be waiting to dispel
Any shred of memory
From your daily lurking [bad word] 

Mother nature lost her child
Ther's no earth beneath my feet
All the times I've played it wild
Have left my story [bad word] 

Now I'm here to end the show
With no more promises to keep
No faith to be repaid and no
More miles to go before I sleep

As you lay down on velvet beds
And watch the centuries flash by
All your guilt is drained away
Like in an [bad word] dry

In every whiskey-driven scar
You feel the mistery begin
Lurid masses watch in awe
The waiting game you sure will win

Mother nature lost her child
Ther's no earth beneath my feet
All the times I've played it wild
Have left my story [bad word] 

Now I'm here to end the show
With no more promises to keep
No faith to be repaid and no
More miles to go before I sleep

They serve you blue clouds to inhale
They serve you [bad word] from distant lands
Slowly blood begins to move
Back into your algid hands

Now that you are one with god
Your body is carried 'cross the town
Women cheer and cry for joy
As fireworks are hailing down

Mother nature lost her child
Ther's no earth beneath my feet
All the times I've played it wild
Have left my story [bad word] 

Now I'm here to end the show
With no more promises to keep
No faith to be repaid and no
More miles to go before I sleep