Why I'm Bullshit - Mark Eitzel

Yeah, you’re looking good

All the ropes that held you down

Unravel like mission district pigeons

And now your God’s servant, yeah the one

With a holy knife on a holy throat

I love that leather head band

I Love the feathers, man.

You’re so handsome

I bet you can translate the sidewalk cracks

You can hear the wailing of the ghosts

All I know is I betrayed you

By not dragging hell to find you

And boom!

your eyes are open

You’re no one’s dog, you can’t be pet

You’re packing weapons from the future

And pity is not one of them

Your flashing secret pirate maps

Abracadabra is in the air

You’re the rainbow made of skulls

Made by fire, held by wire

All I know is I betrayed you

By not dragging hell to find you

But beautiful you’re always there

Oh, beautiful you’re like burning there

I know I’m bullshit because I like sleep

And I like social drinking

And I don’t like going past the point of no return

All I know is I betrayed you

By not dragging hell to find you

But beautiful you’re always there

But beautiful, you’re always there

But beautiful, you’re always there

Oh, beautiful, you’re always there

But beautiful, you’re always there

Oh, beautiful, you’re always there