One More For Saint Michael Lyrics

Michael you

Don't know the half of a mess

Getting made

Down at your favorite address

Pretty seraphs

Cutting holes in us all

Checking stains in the stalls

Getting season box seats for the fall

With their challenge

To the too weak to fight

Leave them shaking

With their faces drained white

Shooting red glare

In the dawn's early light

Knocking doors in the night

Flush them out, they'll get picked off in flight

Angel gel it awhile

And take some appropriate notice

Before all the numbers are in

Saint Michael you don't need one more win

Who's that little pile of smiles?

Get away thank you I don't need a tax audit

I haven't made one ha ha half dollar all year

I'm a man in the clear

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Must be old heathen Ed

In a rail stop gin bag rain tarp

Nobody bother me spree

Comic relief pee sprays down his knee

I know kids about three

More goddamn impressive than me

Boards and tin and empties of gin

And god only knows how many holes he's been in

Saint Michael you don't need one more win

Captain Jim throws the prime directive out

For the umpteenth time

It's habit for him now

Reeling wild from the stern to the bow

With T'Pring and T'Pau

I know why they call a starship 'she' now

Volunteers the man needs volunteers

It's a special mission for a special deputy

Up jump an eager pup saying

Put in put in put in put in put in put in put in

Put in a good word for me

Oh no master my teeth aren't to chatter

That's just them dry bone crack down

Right down under the skin

Saint Michael you don't need one more win