Living my life
One vice at a time
Well, maybe two
If I can find the time
Rebel with a cause
Just to say I did
What ever happened
To mamas little kid

And the sickness burns
And tattoos itself
Upon my heart
So there’s nothing else
But to live for vice
And to spend my time
Digging my grave
To a glass of wine

Cheapest vices
That I can find
Death is the tax
That comes to mind
Spread my life
As thin as can be
Where are the safeguards
To constrain me

Miles I’ve traveled
Tried to run away
But here are my vices
With so much to say
Come home to us, boy
Give us another chance
We just want to take you
To the final dance

Round and round and round
We’ll go
Shaking a leg
To the ole banjo
Hear the tune
We play for your heart
Just give us a chance
We’ll tear you apart

Drag you through the mud
Disgrace your name
Make it so your family
Are all ashamed
Drop you on the curb
Homeless you shall be
Child of the street
We’ll come to see

Where is the boy
The man I used to be
Before my vices
Overtook me
Am I still a rebel
Or a child in need
Where is the redemption
I long to see

Signs Upon The Street

All the signs upon the street
Scream out Jesus saves
As the alters of mankind
Are washed away in waves

Food upon the table
Lonely man does eat
Waiting for a promised time
With no sin upon the street

Sacrificial lambs
On their way to their death
Bleat a prayer unto their god
To save their dying breath

Their god just sits and gorges
His belly with their cries
As the old and the young
Wither there and die

Who will answer prayers
And repeal their agony
Take their hand and guide them to
The land of promised dreams

Gathering clouds of torment
Chase them to their homes
Surrounded by a darkness
They should never see

They break out the alters
To the one true GOD
But the prayers they used to speak
Have gathered dust as tombs

Pleas come out as utterance
Words no longer formed
How can hearts be mended here
If heartfelt words cannot be formed

Kneel upon the alter
Words will come at last
Heart will wrend the walls between
What is to come and what has passed

It is done

The crowd cried out
Kill the king
He is the one
Condemned our being
Called us all sinners
Children of the devil
His speaking is blasphemy
An unmitigated rebel

Judges and magistrates
Couldn’t believe their ears
Never heard anything
Like this in all their years
Washed their hands
Of the whole entire mess
Send him back home
Let your leaders address

Those things that you hate
Those words He did speak
This looks like a family affair
Destined for the street
No one stood for life
He was condemned to death
No one heard the words
Uttered under his breath

It is done
The price has been paid
Now is the time
To learn of life again
His blood covered our sins
His life a sacrifice
Today is the day
We learned of the price

For redemption of sin
For love eternally
For spiritual renewal
Hear His many words
Whispered through the years
Many will hear the call
Not everyone heeds their ears


And at some time
When the pulse hits you
It’ll feel sublime
Don’t know when
But the time will be right
It’ll overtake you
In the still of the night

Creeping through
The open door
Like a silent mist
On an open moor
It’ll come and hit you
Like a left hook will
Silent but deadly
But it’ll break your will

And the day will come
And the day will go
Only a few will know
That it’s time to go
And the train will come
Like a thief in the night
And leave so many
In the still of the night

Hear that locomotive
Racing through the sky
On a one way trip
Through the night
Do you hear what I say
See the smoke unfold
As it goes upon it’s way
It’s carrying a heavenly load
And it’s only coming today

And the ticket you need
Can’t be bought or sold
Can’t be had for silver
Can’t be had for gold
It will only come
From the hand of GOD
Better get ready
Before your tickets gone

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