My joints are achy, cracking thanks to malnutrition
I guess that's also to blame for my blurry vision
But as for my fever dreams and my shaking hands
It's all on account of things that I cannot grasp
And that includes you
On trial for the truth
You bled the room dry all dolled up in heresy
So stately and serene amid the pageantry
Your smokey eyes spoke volumes about consequence
Said, "You're in breach of contract boy and we'd both regret"
On account of you
On trial for the truth
credits
from Black Stampede,
released December 21, 2012
Music by Goldie Wilson, Words by Mike Ball
Mike Ball - Guitar, Harmonica, Vocals
Matt Beck - Vocals
Kim Jones - Vocals
Garrett Troy - Tambourine
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