With Hell so Near - Those Poor Bastards

Got nothin' to say for myself

I’m just a poor bastard like everyone else

Sittin' in the garage with gasoline

Huffin' fumes with my

Friends off the street

Well this here cliff looks mighty steep

Bet I could find a home

Among the ragged rocks beneath

And it’s a long way down

I’ve got the time

With hell so near

I’m desperate tonight

Fightin' with some guy

Who’s twice my size

He’s got the look of murder

In his beady empty eyes

Luckily for me I brought my knife

I stab him once

Then he smashes in my face

Well no one tries to stop my fall

I look to them

As they stand there and applaud

And it’s a long way down

I’ve got the time

With hell so near

I’m desperate tonight

Everything’s divided black or white

There’s good and evil

There’s wrong and there’s right

I guess I know what side I’m on

When I try to do right

Others tell me I done wrong

Well this here river looks wide and deep

Bet I could find a home

Among the bones and weeds beneath

And it’s a long way down

I’ve got the time

With hell so near

I’m desperate tonight