With Extreme Prejudice - Rusty Cage

Some people make it a habit of not working on the sabbath

Waking up the next morning to pray

And whether it be a life revision, or a color television

Thanking Jesus they’ll receive it one day

Some people pull their optimism over their eyes

Just pretending that they know what to do

And I know I’m slightly rusty, girl, you’re gonna have to trust me

Keep a realistic point of view

Well scarcely, can I blame them?

'Cause it’s hard enough to name them

But we see them everyday on TV, so take a walk with me

And understand who’s in command and let it pan the left and the right

Sufficient tonight, omniscient I might

Keep you in my sight, don’t let yourself slip

'Cause tossing in the dice starts with losing your grip

So forsake your only baby, maybe you can get away

Before the sun begins to pick up the dew

Woman, keep it in your vision, it’s a hard enough decision

Keep a realistic point of view

If you’re leaving my sight

You had better open your eyes

And take my hand by the end of the night

If I should ever lay you down, lay you down

It’s as simple as at monasteries, clasping your hands

Living life a loading level prior to the promise land

So my man, stop the waiting and debating, «What's next?»

Perplexed, and yes, the entire situation’s a mess

So progress, finesse, final insinuation what’s left

And the best, I guess I missed, wait, I lift it

The tide that drifts it may not fix it

For fear of fierce fire fury fights for the wicks, kid

Triple six did the trick to shatter the brain

And sustain the painful knowledge that the future will bring

Yeah but you know, I say fuck it, do what though wilt

Not opposed to all the choices that Iscariot felt

Consider this a warning, you’ll envision by the morning

But it’s better just to think it through

With your pupils dilated and your mind on what I stated

Keep a realistic point of view

Poor Jesus, mother Mary, heaven’s closed today

Saint Peter, saint Peter, turn my soul away

Mother Mary, poor Jesus, let us try again

Holy Father, spirit within, send another son to us to die for our sin

Poor Jesus, mother Mary, heavens closed today

Saint Peter, saint Peter, turn my soul away

Mother Mary, poor Jesus, let us try again

Holy Father, spirit within, send another son to us to die for our sin