I need some holy water
Holy god I'm feelin' dead,
I'm thirsty for some water
But I'll drink coke instead.

**** all the grass,
Keep your flowers in boxes.
You makes jokes about death
You breath in more toxins.

Windy days and *** head haze
Push kick rhythms an' trails to blaze.
Gangrene fingers and rusty old strings
Rusty old souls and rotten new wings.  

On the corner with nothing but truth in your pocket
Screamin' bout the lost lovers in their lost gold lockets
How about that, a louder song than before,
Silent storms
You want more.

So **** your gods and drink your coke, grow your flowers and smoke your smokes. Get high and skate, go somewhere new.  Play that old song and make it you. Get angry, get ****** about who and how you lost. Let the new song scream and wash off the moss. Go wander for a bit and clean your soul. Let it be known that you are not life's *****.