Snow flakes rolling over my ear, goose bumping weather
If I`m hungry at 4:30 in the morning, Pink Dot will deliver
And I`m oh so tired of you pushing that thorny crown
Down onto my head so hard, my knees are two inches in the ground
And I said, God damn, God damn that Bible pushin` man
You know I smoked a lot of grass and I`ve popped a lot of pills
But I`ve never done nothing that my spirit couldn`t kill
And I walk around with these tombstones in my eyes
But I know the pusher don`t care, if you live or if you die.