I am from a tomb
from birds to bees to mother's womb
I am from mud and bricks
to pick up sticks

I am from his hand
that made me stand
I am from eastern land
to southern sand

I am from Adam and Eve
which brought beef
between saints and sinners.
I am from sickness  and health
and boy did I belch.

I am from those who are remembered
and never from those who are dishonored.
I am from the depths of heaven and hell
whenever a ring is heard from a bell.
I grow wings and fly
why did I die.

Well where I'm from that's what happens
to every young man.
I am from man and woman.
Way I learned was from cans
to upon the face with hands.
I am from Heaven and Hell