Can judge me as they pass by
I tell you little girl don't go into the jungle
With your bony judgmental eye
And ground their bones into dust and blood meal
And man, they're going to eat you alive, yes, they will
Mama, have mercy on my soul
Judge me as they pass by
Lucy, my love, get inside my Grand Torino
Only the peacocks and earthly things
Mama, have mercy on my soul
I was the one that killed your father in the first world war
Cold dead moon don't stare at me
I took your wild peacocks down to the sawmill
That was the dawning of the age of the cannibal world
Lord have mercy on my soul, have mercy Lord
A rainbow of feathers and shame fell upon my wicked hand
Can judge me as they pass through this world
There's a million hungry insects there
I once vowed to love your sister for a lifetime
Took her to the altar and left her like a wind chime
Lord have mercy on my soul, have mercy Lord
