I've got a feeling I'll be heading down for good,
Got that feeling I'm never gonna do the things I should,
Caught in this world; Heaven-sent, but Hell possessed,
Feeling grey since my black went white,
Yes means no, and no means yes,
I do believe I finally need a Saviour at last,
I never saw the need before, but now that time has passed,
No ifs, ands, or buts; this old world has kicked my ass.

I alternate between fantasy and the cold, hard truth,
I oscillate between the cool and the uncouth,
But I resonate to the piercing eyes of God I saw in my youth.
Where did he go, and what is he thinking about me now'
Am I a delight to him, or little more than a holy cow' - yeah,
Moo, moo, baby,
Feel I been milked down,
Brown, how, now, yeah.