Walking on the Devil’s Backbone
High as kites
Making that medicine
Jawing with the dead and gone
Come spirit, pick me up
I need a lift, a cloven tongue
To sit atop my head
And make sense of the things I’ve said
Tonight we just don’t care
Throw caution to the wind we dare
Our ignorance is bliss
We’ll save our best for worse than this
High as kites
Making that medicine
Jawing with the dead and gone
Holy Ghost
Brother it’s a weapon
I’m walking on the devil’s backbone
Home
Our road is paved with sage advice
We tell ourselves to ease the mind
That’s burdened down
We see our faults to a fault
Lord save us from your followers
I always thought it’d finally stop
That place the hands of time forgot
High as kites
Making that medicine
Jawing with the dead and gone
Holy Ghost
Brother it’s a weapon
I’m walking on the devil’s backbone
Home
But I was stupid
I’ve been careless (Holy)
The wordless gurgle
Tongues of Babel (Holy Ghost)
