My back is against a brick wall I got a Mack truck two inches from MY FACE!! Well run free baby, run now It just looks hard, but it would be, SOOO easy Just turn around and go! Clip all the wires, hook-ups and hangups And then you're HOME FREE You can give birth, torrents you so easily You'll believe it's always been there While the natural order made-to-order By your forever clever MIND CONSTANTLY protecting you against things You no longer need to be protected FROM! AND I, BELIEVE! I believe like a holy roller Singing sweaty preaching Go Tell It On The Mountain While speaking in twenty different tongues and diving In ten thousand feet of baptismal water Without a life preserver I believe like my bullet-ridden brother Out there somewhere RIGHT NOW Gurgling blood through his LAST BREATH Spitting out a red bright prayer So new, so sweet, so baby fresh So full of truth he thinks he can save his life! God does not exist in desperation And Hope is lying dead, somewhere in the sewer Down the street around the corner in the alley Underneath the feet of somebody ITCHING SCRATCHING TREMBLING CHOSEN for that next heat and suckin somebody's dick! Got two minutes y'all I got TWO MOTHERFUCKIN MINUTES Before I run free or die, y'all! Two minutes... Before I, smash my face into the grill of a Mack truck Before I get, ten thousand bricks shoved up my ass Before I, RUN, FREE, OR, DIE