Father Texas - Birdtalker

Father Texas on his toes

Tells me where and when to go

He’s a savior, liturgy man

He’s a stickler and a soap monger

Shove-it-down-your-throat-

Holy answer man

He says obey and I love you

Now I’m doing just to prove

And I’m working out of fear

Oh but the devil’s done

Shadowboxing ego me

I tell him he’s free to leave

But he’s a diva, resistor-man he

Doesn’t have a place to go

But I don’t mind;

the devil’s done

He’s staring down the barrel in the sites of the Lover’s gun

You don’t have to hide, the rest of your life

You’ve been knocking from the inside

All this time

Cold is a life where fear’s the only chief

Cold, like a winter night, had me shaking like a leaf

All is right, the devil’s done here

He’s starin' down the barrel in the sites of the Lover’s gun

You don’t have to hide, the rest of your life

You’ve been knocking from the inside

All this time