The 33rd of August

歌詞

Today, there's no salvation, the band's packed up and gone Left me standing with my penny in my hand there's a big crowd at the station where the blind man sings his song But he can see what they cant understand. (CHORUS) Its the thirty-third of August and I'm finally touching down Eight days from Sunday finds me Saturday bound. Once I stumbled through the darkness, tumbled to my knees A thousand voices screaming in my brain Woke up in a squad car, busted down for vagrancy Outside my cell as sure as hell, it looked like rain. But now I've got my dangerous feelings under lock and chain Guess I killed my violent nature with a smile Though the demons danced and sang their song within my fevered brain Not all my God-like thoughts, Lord, were defiled