I continuously shuffle the cards of life

Searching for the answer of my wife

On a rotary phone in Cleveland

 

But only receive a land line

From Colorado this time

So without a doubt you know 

That I'm leavin'

 

So I'll pack up my things 

And fly into the wings 

Of the road which I've

Given my soul to

 

But without a dime 

And all the time in my mind

Travel towards south east

For the gouls still assault me.

 

After homelessness

And continued distress 

I begin a thought bubble of grief.

 

Stricken within my heart

Not my head this time 

Which I cannot even feel beat

 

My father and mother and 3 older sisters

Have bludgeoned my spirit to a pulp

So I've changed my song

To "No Love" this time

And traveled straight to Colorado.

 

Two months and I'm back

The dead infiltrated 

No songs and no thoughts

Will be forgotten nor slated

On plates of gold, silver, or platinum.

Elation fills me as drive straight to hell

 

Well I am the devil 

To use words against you

And god has advocated my story to tell.