I am chewed up and treading the spit in God's mouth Down in Knoxville on an ex equestrian's couch Heard a voice say let go with some sweet talking salt Air conditioned miracles I'm not as special as I thought God's grace and 9 Christmas carols Floating above a sinking ship I'm on my empty cupboards Easing up on my death grip Poisonous ginger in my stomach making waves Spooked all the horses and cut loos the reins The thief was smelling glory capsized the boat Soggy waffle's off to London and that's all she wrote God's grace and 9 Christmas carols Floating above a sinking ship I'm on my empty cupboards Easing up on my death grip Mad man in the mirror shaving his head Pruned every branch and my batterie's dead The church boy was strangled broken hearted and bitter The cornflakes went stale nothing left to reconsider God's grace and 9 Christmas carols Floating above a sinking ship I'm on my empty cupboards Easing up on my death grip