Tekster: Charlatans Uk. With No Shoes.

Stone me
And may you always have no shoes
And I would rather just for you
Be the devil make you mine

And she
I know you say you hardly sleep
I make you cold, I make you weak
I'll be the son of everything you hate

And come the day I'll be the king
The king of all and everything
Your saint is coming through
You know he's coming to lead on you

I've been walking with no shoes
Keep your mountain picnic blues
Today I'm baptizing you

Stone me
And may you always have no shoes
And I would rather just for you
Be in a taxi driving miles from here

I've been walking with no shoes
Fill my kidneys up with booze
Today I'm killing you, killing you

The stars
Who play with laughing Sam, goodnight
I know God is on your side
I'll be the devil, make you, make you cry

And I could hardly wait to shoot you down
I keep you underneath my crown
A side of beef will see you off to sleep

I've been walking with no shoes
Keep your mountain picnic blues
Today I'm baptizing you
Baptizing you