The streets are just blankets And we sleep on their silky corpse, ahh Covered up by them, why would we ever want to wake up? Oh, no Well, of course, of course, of course, of course Of course we just do not know, ahh What in hell are we here for? We just do not know, ahh Lord lay down, Lord lay down, Lord lay down Your own damn soul, ahh Lord lay down, Lord lay down, Lord lay down Your own damn soul, ahh Lord lay down, Lord lay down, Lord lay down Your own damn soul The end is like cotton that we wear Wherever we go, ahh Covered up by this, why would we ever want to try on your clothes? Ahh Well of course, of course, of course, of course Of course we just do not know, ahh Well, Lord lay down, Lord lay down, Lord lay down Let down your guard Lord lay down, Lord lay down, Lord lay down Your own damn soul, ahh Lord lay down, Lord lay down, Lord lay down Your only son, oh Of course we know, ahh