Children

Birth me of blood oil salt sugar water pales build me black jesus cause jesus can't save me shackles pulling at your hair shine me from roots out wash me form the neck down cut me fat stores take me to the tree line I'm a headin down down down down to the river cause I don't believe in medicine I'll crawl out shakin pale always got the answer I got ears all around me burn up in black smoke thick and pourin down your throat make me of bread walks listen up with ears we're divin birth me of blood oil salt sugar water pales build me black jesus shackles pulling at your hair I'm a written page and a giant man never sick in bed so i never need that medicine I'll crawl out shakin' pale always got the answer i got ears all around me tell your children we got another year comin' oil stands the legs this body speaks in tongues and croaks "I'm headin' down" I'll walk down to the river where we met our pails filled and spillin like our southern friends met that pail atop the rocks and moss grass grips licks about our heels and bends we don't need you we got sun for days tell your children we got another year comin' oil stands the legs this body speaks in tongue and croaks "Im headin' down" tell your children we spent a year in this fire copper bands and hell's getting lighter line up in lines we can only get higher tell your children we got another year comin'