Crooked Man - Those Poor Bastards

I am a crooked man bent down by sin

I am a crooked man bent down by sin

Flood waters rising fast (Oh, lord!)

Dead bodies floating past (Floatin' by!)

Tornadoes swooping down (Right down!)

Out of Satan's Jeweled Crown (Oh, lord!)

I had a date tonight (Yes, sir!)

With a gal from out of state (Oh, lord!)

Her Daddy was a policeman (That's right!)

Had himself a police badge (Oh, boy!)

He said I'm doomed to fail (Why's that?)

Said his daughter’s better off in jail

I am a crooked man bent down by sin

I am a crooked man bent down by sin

My uncle was a Christian Man (Oh, lord!)

But the Lord didn't give a damn (No, boys!)

He lived sick and homeless (So poor!)

When he died I didn't even notice (No, sir!)

Me I only got one belief (What's that?)

Everything's worse than it seems (Oh, lord!)

I’m a Doomsday Preacher boy

Get your bucket it's time to cry

I am a crooked man bent down by sin

I am a crooked man bent down by sin

To other folks I cannot relate

I could try but I ain't

People just want fancy cars

Fancy house, expensive clothes

Fuck that shit, it's fucking wrong (Yeah, boy!)

All I want is to live real long (How long?)

I want to watch by body decay (Oh, boy!)

My health suffer and my hair turn gray (Yeah, boy!)

Then the Devil can take me away

Yeah Satan you can have your way

I am a crooked man bent down by sin

I am a crooked man bent down by sin