hey look at me now
i've been impaled on the horns of your sacred cow
now there's a train wreck up ahead
i was given up for lost given up given up for dead

hey come and see what i have found
in your real down town
in your real down town
in your real down town

the expositor wears an apron
like the butcher down the street
he's gonna sell you some meat market music
cut dried and cheap

better take stock of where you're going
by where you have been
oh sweet Lord Jesus
come wash away these sins

hey look at me now
i'm still impaled on the horns of your sacred cow
now there's a train wreck in my head
ah but darling your love keeps me so well fed