The Lion

Why?

For the all the lessons you tried to teach

You just hit the floor

You're no good to me

Try to tell a wise man how to think?

Yeah what for?

Can't teach a lion how to roar

Teach a lion how to roar

You want it? Oom, I got more

I can't teach dead weight how to sink

It just hits the floor

Expose you for the sheep

You really are

I'd rather stalk you from afar

When I tear you apart

You'll ask for more

Can't teach a lion how to roar

Teach a lion how to roar

Teach a lion how to roar

You're lying

You know you're a lamb

You know you're lying

You know you're a lamb

I will be there for you always

I will be there for you always

I will be there

Lying, you're lying

Lying, you're lying

When the sky falls down I hope it hits me

Hope you're with me

You're the little hair of the dog that bit me

When it's over we can pray on my lawn

Make a toast to the dawn

Thank God the sky was empty

Cheers! Now I got a half full glass

Sky fell down, bottom's up to the past

Out and in to the great beyond

And out to leer on my lawn

With the first stone you cast

Sandstone epitaphs

Hide cedar caskets under fresh laid sod

On the other side ask me

If greener grass is the fear of God

More, give me more

When the ceiling hits the floor

More, give me more

Can't teach a lion how to roar

Old man's lion

Young man's old lamb

Old man's lying

Young man's old lamb

Don't mind preachers

Absent-minded teachers

Devil's linguist survives

On morning tithes

Sing with them, bleed with them

Forgive but don't forget them

Wisdom doesn't preach

No it sings