Heretically Happy

Here's my severed head on a plate
Just how you would want it
Cut out my heart from my chest
Oh Lord, it's still bleedin'

Tie my body down if you must
We wouldn't want me getting up
Honestly I believe I look much better like this

Douse me in holy water. You know I need it
Standing with your hands on your
hips, like I should have seen it coming

Wash your hands clean from the blood
It was never your fault it was Judas and his kiss
Put a sponge of vinegar up to my mouth
Oh Lord, I hope I'll be missed

Douse me in holy water. You know I need it
Stick a spear through my ribs
Come get your wine

I hope you ain't been waiting too long
No I'm not my best, but I don't plan on getting better
Stop wasting your prayers and wishes on me
I know where I'm bound
I guess that remains for you to see

All I had to give was this apathetic shrug
So roll my body up in a rug –
warmer and tighter than your last embrace
Was I always a disgrace?

Set my body afloat on the river
Light me up with an arrow from your quiver

I hope you ain't been waiting too long
No I'm not my best, but I don't plan on getting better
Stop wasting your prayers and wishes on me
I know where I'm bound. I guess that remains for you to see



Credits
Writer(s): Hendrikus Christoffe Lamprecht, Pieter Swanepoel, Barend Frederick Booysen
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