Absolut Balderdash

There was I time when I felt fine with consistency
But now all I'm fine with is you and those legs in the dress that I see.
A pack of cougars, a man of holiness take the front row
I pick a spot in the middle, my hand on my pistol, my eyes on the door.
Everybody raise their glass, we're getting fucked up tonight
That's right.

Death of a harvest, winter's nights are hardest
That's when I see her voice again.
She hides in the cellar, a Goddamn coward I say
See light, you coward, see light, see day.
Oh shit.

I feel myself falling again, when I begin to frost.

Oh shit.

I pick a spot in the middle, my hand on my pistol, my eyes on the door.
Turn out the lights, see which one fits right.

I am the chosen one, you're trembling at the sight of the snake.
You are the servant, sucking on the tongue of the serpent.

Oh Shit!